Day 57: Game Room (Fourth Shift)
After his conversation with Gabriel, Castiel hadn't felt up to speaking with anyone, and so given a choice, he'd picked the library. Finding a quiet spot toward the back of the room to sit on his own and -- not read, but think -- was how he'd spent the third shift. There was no easy way to accept all that he'd been told, both of his brother's brainwashing and the fact that he'd died before arriving at this place. It implied that he might have been revived as well (which he was at least used to by this point), but it also meant so much more.
They might have no chance of fixing things after all.
Trying to come to terms with that would likely take longer than the duration of a shift, but Castiel wasn't given that much time. As the announcement came on again, Landel's voice still taunting them as if he were a ghost, a soldier found Castiel in his hiding place and informed him that he'd need to move on. He had no idea why soldiers would have any interest in his socialization, but it seemed pointless to argue.
Castiel moved on into the Game Room, as it wasn't as crowded as the Sun Room and seemed to have some items of interest in it. In particular, he was drawn to one of the packs of cards, recalling how Dean had a fondness for the game. There was no pool table to be found, which was something he related to the Winchesters even more, but that wasn't so surprising.
It was odd, how it almost felt like the two weren't here even though they were. The Sam and Dean he interacted with in this place were like echos in comparison to the brothers he'd come to know.
[For Nigredo.]
They might have no chance of fixing things after all.
Trying to come to terms with that would likely take longer than the duration of a shift, but Castiel wasn't given that much time. As the announcement came on again, Landel's voice still taunting them as if he were a ghost, a soldier found Castiel in his hiding place and informed him that he'd need to move on. He had no idea why soldiers would have any interest in his socialization, but it seemed pointless to argue.
Castiel moved on into the Game Room, as it wasn't as crowded as the Sun Room and seemed to have some items of interest in it. In particular, he was drawn to one of the packs of cards, recalling how Dean had a fondness for the game. There was no pool table to be found, which was something he related to the Winchesters even more, but that wasn't so surprising.
It was odd, how it almost felt like the two weren't here even though they were. The Sam and Dean he interacted with in this place were like echos in comparison to the brothers he'd come to know.
[For Nigredo.]