[Closed] LOOK OUT, LOOK OUT, THERE'S A CREEPER ABOUT. And Dean intends to warn Castiel.

[100deaths_a_day]

Who: Dean Winchester 100deaths_a_day || Castiel to_rebel
What: Dean's alarms have been rung, and he's heading off to be Izaya's PR man warn Castiel about Izaya.
Where: Cas's room
When: February 18th, just after This
Warning: Possible mouth.
Status: Incomplete. Closed.

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[to_rebel]

He was, indeed, in his room, perched on the edge of his bed and poking around on the device. He was going to learn how to do this. There were features on this thing that he hadn't managed to figure much out and Castiel was determined to at least have a good working knowledge of it.

... It would help if it weren't actually technology. Archaic spells, dead languages, anything but technology and he'd know it by now.

He looked up when the door opened, tensed and ready to lash out if this was a threat, and raised his brows at Dean. The device was tossed aside as he relaxed. "Yes, Dean?"

[100deaths_a_day]

Dean see him toss the communicator. "Need some help with that?" he asked, amused. He remembers all the fun you had with phones, Cas, and he found it funny then. If the situation weren't so important, he'd find it funnier now.

He goes and sits on Cas' bed next to him, and grabs the discarded communicator. And sighed. "It'll have to wait for now." he flicked it on, and skimmed through databases until he found what he wanted, a picture of Izaya appeared onscreen.

"This is the douche I told you about. Izaya. He prefers text methods, so I'm showing you who to look out for. Especially as he's been asking about you again." He paused. "I'm just hoping I'm over-reacting..."

[to_rebel]

"I'll figure it out." He wasn't asking for help now, not after that Dean showed that much amusement over it. It was when Dean sighed, though, that Castiel realized this wasn't just a visit.

He craned his neck to see the picture, then plucked the device from Dean's hand. He was silent for a moment, simply looking at the picture, and then looked up at Dean.

"Asking about me?" That wasn't suspicious in the least.

[100deaths_a_day]

"Asking about you." Well, Angels in general... but hell. He figured he'd keep Cas's guard up more in this way.

"When I arrived here, I suspected Gabe of trickery. Can you blame me? In a whole new reality... Because he's never pulled that crap before." Yes, that last bit was sarcastic.

"Anyway, I called for you. And Izaya was about. And it got a little out of hand... He has a habit of finding out too much. I don't know how he does it, but he does."