Knitting and Relaxing
Castiel was glad to see that things had settled down here in the village again. The dinosaurs had been gone for about week, and he hadn't been female in well over a month- though, really, there didn't seem to be many repercussions, and he may have actually enjoyed himself just a little in the end. He wasn't sure if Axl would ever come back for another power-testing session at The Ribbon again, but at least they had tried, right?
Downtime, however, was still not something he was used to even if he had been here for about a year and a half now. He was getting better at it, for example at the moment he was sitting on a park bench, cross legged with his feet tucked up underneath him, a book opened face-down on the space beside him, and large knitting needles and a ball of yarn in his hands. One would guess that the book might have to do with knitting, but no- it was about viking ships.
Cas was attempting to take this relaxing thing seriously; he wasn't even dressed the way he normally was. Instead, he had a plaid shirt on, jeans, and the sandals he often wore for work. The sandals were currently off, laying on the ground under the bench.
[[OTA, nudge friends and canonmates!]]
Downtime, however, was still not something he was used to even if he had been here for about a year and a half now. He was getting better at it, for example at the moment he was sitting on a park bench, cross legged with his feet tucked up underneath him, a book opened face-down on the space beside him, and large knitting needles and a ball of yarn in his hands. One would guess that the book might have to do with knitting, but no- it was about viking ships.
Cas was attempting to take this relaxing thing seriously; he wasn't even dressed the way he normally was. Instead, he had a plaid shirt on, jeans, and the sandals he often wore for work. The sandals were currently off, laying on the ground under the bench.
[[OTA, nudge friends and canonmates!]]