[ there is a long pause before castiel starts speaking. his tone is very flat, but it's obvious he is Not Pleased. ]

I am in need of a firearm if I am to be of any use at present time.

[ this isn't even fail!locked. castiel simply dun curr about technology or locks whatever whatever he does what he wants. ]

Buffy Summers, I would speak with you.

[ At first, there is nothing but static, flaring louder and louder, and the picture onscreen dissolving into fuzzy gray and black lines. It rises and rises, hitting almost ear-piercing pitches, until, abruptly, it stops. There is a faint rustle that may or may not be wings. There is a pause, and then Castiel clears his throat. ]

Hello.

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Hello, brother.

[A chill runs down Cas's spine. He turns and sees the one person he hoped he wouldn’t see. Lucifer. Why is the fallen angel here? Was it too late? Was it Hell on earth because he was unable to bring Dean Winchester back to stop the apocalypse? Had he let down Heaven? It could explain Heaven's silence. He had one mission. ( Read more... )

Hello. [His brow furrows and he fights with what he wants to say.]

There are many things about this place that I do not understand. However, there are certain things I am curious to learn more about. Would anyone be interested in helping me figure them out?

[Video flickers on. A very disgruntled looking Castiel is sitting in front of it. He's none too pleased. With anything.

He clears his throat to speak and his voice is deeper and just a bit slurred.]

Good even- after- whenever. [His eyes narrow as he looks into the screen, as if he is trying to make eye contact with...someone.] It has come ( Read more... )

[The feed flips on to show the boring carpet of another apartment room, broken by a long expanse of tan thighs and a glimpse of gold metal panties. A few clicking noises are heard, and the video shakes a bit, alternating between visions of more carpet and then more leg. There is the briefest flash of something that should not be, on a bed in the ( Read more... )

[There is some rustling and random buttons being pressed. Someone has discovered his data pad ( Read more... )