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[wingsandwill]

Characters: Castiel, OPEN
When: Meh, whenever; Wednesday or Thursday any time. He'll be here all day.
Where: EVERYWHERE~
Rating: PG probably.
Summary: Castiel's bored and randomly wandering the city. Expect him to pop up with no warning wherever you might be, under the guise of exploring.

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[fulsifortuna]

It can be safely assumed that Cas can usually watch where he's going, and keep and eye on his surroundings while he wanders around. So he might not have any trouble noticing the sudden waist-thick coil of blonde hair falling from a window. Ten stories up.

It shifted again, seemingly to hook on something just above the window the length had fallen from, and out climbed a girl- the owner of the hair, to stand on the window ledge and leaaaaan out. She looked thoughtful, should Cas be able to see her face from ground level. As if trying to remember something.

[wingsandwill]

With all the people and creatures that lurked around this place? Castiel was definitely paying attention, and indeed noticed the sudden appearance of... What was that? He tilted his head slightly, looking up and generally being confused, and it didn't help when a girl climbed out the window. A girl with what was clearly not normal hair.

Huh. He wasn't sure which of the various inhabitants he knew of this was, but now he wanted to find out. Disappearing and reappearing in the room the window belonged to in an instant, he didn't realize in the slightest that this might be somewhat startling. Or that talking might be even more so. "What are you doing?"

[fulsifortuna]

Well. She had been thinking about just what she needed to stock up on-- unfortunately leaving her apartment without her hair done up was.. tedious. So unless it was braided? She meandered around at home. Old habits die hard, one could guess.

But Castiel is quite suddenly in her living room, speaking out and what else can you really expect? She yelps and tumbles out the window, footing lost in the shock. But she doesn't fall to her death or anything of the sort! No, instead she just.. pullies down by her hair, landing on the ground with quite the stricken look on her face. What.. Was that? Had someone been in her room all of a sudden? Crazy! How had they gotten in!

[wingsandwill]

It was a good thing she didn't fall, because then he would have had to attempt a rescue, and he wasn't the rescuing type. Sure, he had his moments of busting in at the last second to save the Winchesters whoever, but they almost never went as planned. He preferred to avoid having to do such things.

But it seemed she was fine, and now on the ground. Flying instantly from her room back down to the ground, apparently unbothered by having to go right back to where he was, he tilted his head at her. "Your hair is strange." Bluntness, go.

[fallenapple]

Leaning on a swing set, her soul contained in a ring around her finger, Kyoko chews on an apple with great frustration. She'd looked high and low, and no witches were to be found. This is bad news for her; her soul has already started to contaminate. Though it seems to be slower to corrupt here than at home, a portion still is becoming dark.

She spots the angel almost immediately as he enters the area, her senses always alert for movement. Finishing off the very last scraps from the core of the apple, she tosses it on the ground.

"It's Angel Guy." She says, half to herself. She gives a small nod to Castiel, followed by a louder "Hey".

[wingsandwill]

Upon sensing her presence, which was distinctive enough now that he knew what to look for, Castiel had started her way. He wasn't entirely sure why, but she was one of the few he actually kind of liked here.

He nodded at her in greeting as well, at ease enough with her to come close enough to stand in his usual 'I'm too close for conversation but not quite close enough to be completely creepy' way (he reserved 'I'm too close for conversation and totally in your face being a creeper' for Dean, after all.) "Hello, Kyoko."

[fallenapple]

She stood her ground, but her stance was less aggressive than if she faced someone else. He was an angel, after all; the paragon of good in her world. Even if she fell out of faith a long time ago, she still trusted him a bit more than others. The closeness was a little much, however, but she seems to take little notice as she leans forward to peer at him.

"What'cha doing around here? Hunting for the devil?"

[wingsandwill]

Castiel didn't at all notice any level of uncomfortable his proximity might be making her; he simply liked being close enough to be able to talk quietly and to see the other person's eyes while he stared at them. Was that so weird?

At the question, he shook his head. "No. I've spoken to my brother more than enough lately." Castiel was all Lucifer'd out, and would be for the next forever. "I'm exploring."

[magicxmarker]

Hanna is currently wandering himself because his excitement of the lay of the land hasn't dwindled yet. In fact, its actually grown during his stay. He's looking for things, because despite the small amount of requests he's recieved, each of them were kind of difficult. He hadn't found a book that talked about Oberon and his magical powers yet, which was still proving to be quite difficult, and while he had found a book that told him about Plantain, he still wasn't able to locate it. Among other requests were pixie sticks, which he would probably withhold some as a sort of 'tax' when he found them, and more piping for the bookstore's plumbing, which was shoddy at best.

At the moment he's trying not to get frustrated, because while he has the pictures on his PCD of both piping and plants, he hasn't had any luck all day. Close to just quitting for now, Hanna is smacking his head against the side of a building, grumbling under his breath.

This would be so much more fun with his partner around, or at least someone to tag along.

[wingsandwill]

Well, this was someone new; at least in that Castiel had no idea who it was, so it couldn't have been someone he'd ever spoken to across the communicators. Also, he was pretty sure he'd never seen someone smack their head intentionally against a building. In his experience usually humans avoided such things.

And so, the angel was curious as to what might have prompted such behavior, unaware of the connection between the gesture and frustration. "What are you doing?"

[magicxmarker]

Hanna kind of looks up at the sound of the others voice, his expression just oozing irritation and boredom. Its someone he hasn't talked to before, and normally he'd be more excited to meet someone, but seriously, his job was kind of pulling him down. If the Animus were smiling down on him, if they could like, smile and not hate everything, maybe they'd at least let him find the pixie sticks. Sugar sounded amazing right now.

"Uh, hitting my head against a wall?"

Was his intelligent answer, pointing out the obvious because usually a person knew the link between frustration and possible head trauma. Though he wasn't hitting his head that hard.

[wingsandwill]

"Why? Doesn't it hurt?" Castiel asked, baffled. Humans were so weird sometimes, but maybe he was missing some hidden factor here.

[dualizes]

With everyone else gone for the time being from the former clinic and bookstore now turned back into... something of a home, Yukio has taken it upon himself to actually start from resembling a cleaning effort. Some work had gone into in the month and a half his brother and himself had been here, but not quite as much as he would have liked.

So with the day looking somewhat decent, the downstairs windows and door are open to let things inside air out while Yukio stands outside going through what seems to be all the medical equipment and supplies that had been inside. Seemingly trying to figure just what would be of us to them, and what would best be thrown out.

[wingsandwill]

Normally, Castiel might not have been all too interested in what Yukio was doing, but the sight of all the medical equipment drew his curiosity, mostly because he had little idea of what most of it was. He'd seen some in the Winchesters' aid kits, and some during his brief stay at a hospital, but he was still interested. Who knows; it might be useful to figure out what it all was and what it was for, especially as he wasn't sure if his own healing worked here or not and people seemed to get into a whole lot of trouble all the time.

So here, Yukio, have an angel looking over your shoulder. "What are you doing?"

[dualizes]

Yukio can't help the startled jump he gives at the sudden voice behind him, shoulders going tense as turns in place. Once everything catches up to him though and he realizes just what was asked, his expression changes from surprise to slightly confusion as he stares at the other man. But after a second, he rights himself and glances toward the small pile of things he had been working on going through.

"Going through some medical supplies I found, deciding what could still be of use in the future and what is simply best to go ahead and throw out."

[wingsandwill]

Castiel stared waited patiently as Yukio reacted to his sudden presence, having gone through this so many times before, though of course it didn't occur to him that he should have learned not to startle people by now. This method worked just fine for him; no reason to change it, right?

At the answer he nodded, still watching Yukio intently. "How can you tell?" He knew next to nothing about first aid, only picking up the little he'd been taught or witnessed during his brief time as a human, and was interested in learning.

[feel_nevermore]

Raven sensed Castiel's angelic aura from afar. A bit like she had Lucifer's a few days before. Though she was much more relaxed at the prospect of seeing the younger brother. She flew in his direction and landed softly next to him.

"Exploring the city as well? ...Must be the angel's activity of the week."

[wingsandwill]

Likewise Castiel sensed Raven's presence and waited for her to approach, nodding at her in greeting as she landed. "We're used to being active." He responded, by way of explanation. Angels didn't sleep, after all; they were always doing something. "However my exploration is different than that which Lucifer was doing."

[feel_nevermore]

She nodded back in greeting.

"Different? How so?"

[wingsandwill]

"He was looking for points." Castiel explained, not particularly helpfully, considering that probably meant nothing to her. "I'm simply determining locations of buildings, should it be necessary to find one one foot." Flying was much more convenient, but not always possible. And with how the city affected teleportation and the like, he had to explore building interiors the old fashioned way anyhow.