A random alley way in Fandom Town, Thursday afternoon
It was your ordinary summer weekday. Until it wasn't.
A bright, blinding flash of light appeared in an alley way, sweeping over the walls and dumpsters and pavement and increasing in intensity until it just might burn the eyes out of your skull reached a brightness your average human would shudder to look at, then it abruptly vanished.
In its wake it left a man in a rumpled suit and a tan trench coat, tie all but undone, hems tattered and flapping like wings in the slight breeze. He spun in place, fists raised as if in the midst of doing battle, only to freeze, look around, then look straight up at the sky. He stood there, absolutely still save for the wind in his trench coat and disorderly hair, for nearly two full minutes, then dropped his fists and frowned.
He was Castiel, an angel of the Lord. And he had absolutely no idea where he was, how he got there, or why he couldn't contact his brethren.
This had never happened to Castiel before. It was . . . disturbing.
[ooc: And the angel is in da hooooooouuuuuuuse! Well, in the town, at least. Open!]
A bright, blinding flash of light appeared in an alley way, sweeping over the walls and dumpsters and pavement and increasing in intensity until it just might burn the eyes out of your skull reached a brightness your average human would shudder to look at, then it abruptly vanished.
In its wake it left a man in a rumpled suit and a tan trench coat, tie all but undone, hems tattered and flapping like wings in the slight breeze. He spun in place, fists raised as if in the midst of doing battle, only to freeze, look around, then look straight up at the sky. He stood there, absolutely still save for the wind in his trench coat and disorderly hair, for nearly two full minutes, then dropped his fists and frowned.
He was Castiel, an angel of the Lord. And he had absolutely no idea where he was, how he got there, or why he couldn't contact his brethren.
This had never happened to Castiel before. It was . . . disturbing.
[ooc: And the angel is in da hooooooouuuuuuuse! Well, in the town, at least. Open!]