[029] [video]
[Perhaps he shouldn't have waited so long to send a message. He wasn't used to calling for help when struck by injury. The assumption that even his stunted healing would take care of the deep gashes that suddenly appeared had been... wrong. So very wrong.
He did manage to turn the tablet on, blood-slicked hands fumbling with it as he tried to send a private message. To whom, he isn't sure; it's not important. His breath -- already labored -- hitches and the tablet falls from nerveless fingers. The feed is dizzying as the tablet skitters on the tile; blood splatters across the screen.
And just off-camera, there's the muted thud and rustling cloth of a body falling.]
[A few seconds later, there's the sound of a door opening and closing. Then a thunk as something drops to the floor, followed by hurried footsteps.]
Cas? Cas? Castiel?! Come on, man. Wake up! [Dean's voice has a definite panicked edge to it.
A few seconds later fumbling is heard and Dean leans over the tablet, frowning down at it. He picks it up with bloody hands and there's blood on the front of his shirt, but he appears to be uninjured, if a bit distracted looking.] Hey. Bones. If you're around, I- I need a doctor here. My friend... There's a lot of blood.
[Which is nothing new, but this is Cas. And seeing him appear so... human is rattling.
With that, Dean cuts the feed.]
[[ooc; tags can/might/will probably come from the both of us, because Cas is too stubborn to not answer his tablet. And mun can't possibly not tag. >>]]
He did manage to turn the tablet on, blood-slicked hands fumbling with it as he tried to send a private message. To whom, he isn't sure; it's not important. His breath -- already labored -- hitches and the tablet falls from nerveless fingers. The feed is dizzying as the tablet skitters on the tile; blood splatters across the screen.
And just off-camera, there's the muted thud and rustling cloth of a body falling.]
[A few seconds later, there's the sound of a door opening and closing. Then a thunk as something drops to the floor, followed by hurried footsteps.]
Cas? Cas? Castiel?! Come on, man. Wake up! [Dean's voice has a definite panicked edge to it.
A few seconds later fumbling is heard and Dean leans over the tablet, frowning down at it. He picks it up with bloody hands and there's blood on the front of his shirt, but he appears to be uninjured, if a bit distracted looking.] Hey. Bones. If you're around, I- I need a doctor here. My friend... There's a lot of blood.
[Which is nothing new, but this is Cas. And seeing him appear so... human is rattling.
With that, Dean cuts the feed.]
[[ooc; tags can/might/will probably come from the both of us, because Cas is too stubborn to not answer his tablet. And mun can't possibly not tag. >>]]