The Roadhouse will begin to serve a limited menu on Monday. Hours for meals will be noon to 9 PM. From 9 PM until closing, appetizers will be available.

[Unless someone comes in hungry, begs and pleads, and pays for a burger at 10 PM, of course.]

[Filtered to Cole | Audio]
I need your help.

[He turns on the tablet with every intention of actually sending a message. He doesn't filter it, because what he's intending to ask is a fairly innocuous question and, if others want to weigh in, then they will ( Read more... )

[The tablet turns on as Castiel sets it aside; these things are too sensitive. He should have thought to leave it behind, but it sometimes is actually useful and so he's used to having it on his person most of the time. He doesn't think to check to see if it's turned on. He simply turns around and quietly closes the door he came through, re-locking ( Read more... )

[Castiel is surrounded. There's four immediately around him, all dressed in sharp suits, no nonsense expressions. Off to the left stands Zachariah and those who have been in the Underworld longest may recognize him; his specter has plagued Castiel before. He's standing still, arms crossed and a self-satisfied smirk present on his face ( Read more... )

[Castiel's back ( Read more... )

[Yes, it's another accidental video. Castiel bumps the tablet and the feed shows the bar at the Roadhouse. He has several glasses lined up in front of him and a few bottles of different types of liquors and juices off to the side. Some glasses are fuller than others, some empty save for ice. Castiel himself has one of the fuller ones in his hand, ( Read more... )

[He's checked the board. Somewhere during all this, he found time to check Hecate's board. He hadn't been able to find anyone. The tablet turns on when it drops. It shows a skewed view of something in the residential district: a dingy wall, a close-in alley, debris strewn along the street ( Read more... )

[The message is short and to the point. Castiel is standing in the Roadhouse, at the bar.]

I can't find Jo. Have there been other instances of disappearances?

[Something knocks the tablet -- an elbow, perhaps the cat, or a glass set aside; it's hard to tell -- and it turns on to show Castiel, once again, in the kitchen in the Winchester house. It's still a mess from the last raptor invasion, but at least the blood and glass is cleaned up. There's still a broken window and it just seems... dirty. The ( Read more... )

[[Again, backdated just slightly, to a little earlier in the evening.]]

[The tablet is tossed aside, which turns it on. The feed is crooked, but more than clear: it's the kitchen in the Winchester house and the sounds from outside the boarded-up window are probably very familiar to the residents of the Underworld. The wood is creaking and ( Read more... )