[Crowley is inside his apartment, leaning against a counter. He, for the time being, is the only individual in the shot, because Crowley has no friends.

Clearly.

He pauses for a moment or two, to collect his thoughts, before speaking directly to the NV, calm and collected.]

I find myself in need of a large sum of money. As a result -- I’d like to ask ( Read more... )

[Castiel had just woken up, mid-afternoon on the 2nd, having fallen asleep about 24 hours previously after getting completely obliterated on Asgardian mead. He'd awoken with a horrible hangover, and what was the solution? Clearly MORE ALCOHOL which he'd somehow had the sense to collect at some point the previous day ( Read more... )

[The NV clicks on what would be on it's own, if not for the fact that there's actually a reason for it. The reason isn't readily apparent, though, and instead you get a view of part of Castiel's kitchen and living room. Both are mostly barren except for a couch and a ton of books, as well as an end table ( Read more... )

[The camera turns on to a nice flat, with a large bookshelf, a fine liquor cabinet, and a nice couch and set of chairs. There are stacks of books on the coffee table, along with a variety of notes, and a blanket on the couch that looks slightly rumpled. It’s something of a normal scene -- if you ignore the pointless bitching in the corner, anyway, ( Read more... )

[Castiel looks exhausted when the feed comes on, though that's probably not really a surprise considering the city's nightmares, and he's completely unaware of his own appearance anyway. He's all business, as usual.]Is there a compilation of information regarding the development of abilities in this world, as there is about the Darkness? ( Read more... )

[Well, look who's showing his face. He's been extremely quiet the past month, getting a feel for the city and the situation, as well as stalking the network a bit ( Read more... )

[Castiel may not be the most adept creature ever at electronics or technology, but he's a quick learner and quite familiar with a phone. Therefore, his NV poses a challenge, but only briefly; he soon discovers a broadcast function on the iphone-like device, though he seems to have been going for voice instead of video as he doesn't seem to realize ( Read more... )

What makes humans -- and angels -- forsake all duties and familial obligations for romantic love? Is it truly that consuming?

[Listen to Castiel's angry monotone batman voice. Look into his cold dead stare. He means some fucking business.]

Many have died today. I've seen the posts. I've felt them pass.

My sister is dead. I won't let this go unpunished. I will find the one responsible and cast them into Hell.

[this has been deep thoughts with Jack Handy Castiel.]

I have not been able to stop throwing up for several days. I believe I contracted something from Alois.

I've never been sick before. I don't like this feeling.