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[thursdaywings]

[ there is some fumbling and strange video angles as Castiel tries to work out the computer as he's seen Sam do it, but in the end he just uses his Grace to make it work for him. ]

This is very unsettling.

[ And he says no more. Someone might want to prompt him to speak up? ]

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[dawnlotus]

[doing this backtagging thing like a baws]

What do you mean?

[thursdaywings]

Everything.

[dawnlotus]

I see, well, you're not the only one, I'm not entirely sure if I can ever get used to this either, nor know where to start to fix it.

[thursdaywings]

There must still be some way to escape from this.

[dawnlotus]

[She nods] It's just all very difficult to do.

We either find a way outside, or get access to all the files those in charge have. I mean, if they brought us here, they must have something.

[thursdaywings]

Someone has tried to destroy the walls of the tower but to no avail.

[dawnlotus]

Oh? How did they do it? I wonder what the wall is made out of...

It makes me curious, how do those who own this tower go in and out, or whether they do at all.

[thursdaywings]

Explosives. She was rather creative with it.

[dawnlotus]

Really? [She raises her eyebrows, damn these walls are tough] Even though it was unsuccessful, I would've loved to see that, pity I missed it.

Ah, I apologise, I never asked for your name. What should I call you? I am Vietnam, it is nice to meet you, despite circumstances.

[thursdaywings]

Castiel.

Vietnam. So you are another one of those Nations.

[dawnlotus]

Oh? It is nice to meet you, Castiel.

Ah yes, there's quite a few of us here, which is a little bit confusing, because if our world is really destroyed, well our survival depends on it.

I'm guessing you're from Earth as well?

[thursdaywings]

There must be some way this tower is keeping you Nations alive then.

My vessel, he is from Earth. I, however, was part of the Host of Heaven.

[dawnlotus]

[She nods slowly] I wonder what it is, since it's either that, or our world exists somewhere.

[...but wait.] Vessel--...you're a spirit? Angel?

[thursdaywings]

I am an angel of the Lord.

[dawnlotus]

[She's quiet for a moment, an angel?! Not that she can talk, she's a country, but--]

My goodness, I've never met any angels before...

So your form is usually different to this? Hence the need for a vessel? I'm really sorry for the questions, it's just, this is very new to me.

[thursdaywings]

Yes. My true form cannot be spied upon by mortal eyes lest they burn in their sockets.