Making Visits (OTA, tag Lucifer, Aphrodite, Axl, and Ares)

[c_a_s_t_i_e_l]

Believe it or not, Castiel actually wasn't one to come up with good plans. No, he was much better at making things up as he went along, even if he still screwed up royally about seventy-five percent of the time. The difference now was that he knew he was a screw-up

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[god_wins]

For some reason there was a stage in the Black Sheep tonight and Lucifer, clad in a black tuxedo, had a microphone in his hand. He was singing like Frank Sinatra with a spot light on him like something out of a movie.

He slowly walked/danced down the stage steps and sung to a blonde woman who seemed to fall head over heels for his charm and when he finished, people clapped.

"Thank you, thank you." He said with a wide smile. "I'll be back in a little bit."

He left the microphone and headed for the bar where he saw Castiel.

"Great crowd or what, huh?" He said with a grin.

[c_a_s_t_i_e_l]

He frequented the place to bother Meg sometimes (okay, a lot), but usually when Lucifer was really present, he wasn't.

"Sure, and that was better than your rendition of 'Good Morning To You'." Cas responded, without even thinking that the only times he's ever heard Lucifer sing before had occurred when he had been hallucinating his presence after taking Sam's insanity from him. "Though, I prefer 'Stairway to Heaven'."

That was another song 'hallucifer' had sang. Why Cas wasn't just getting to the point showed that he was growing some when it came to communication. He didn't want to make small-talk with his brother though, he just wanted answers.

[god_wins]

"Both good songs too." He said with a nod.

The bartender offered him and beer and Lucifer accepted.

"If you're here for Meg, I gave her the night off." He continued.

[c_a_s_t_i_e_l]

And now Cas wished he had checked to see what Meg was doing instead of dealing with any of this, because honestly he'd rather be doing whatever with her than getting further involved with any of this.

Castiel accepted the beer as well. "Actually, I came here to talk to you."

[[*cough* Mark Pellegrino singing part of Stairway to Heaven]]

[itswhatid0]

Ares rarely was in his temple. Unlike Aphrodite, he didn't have a lot of gifts left by followers. It wasn't because there weren't followers here, it was that there were so few warriors in the village. And he wasn't big on trinkets like she was.

But he did like to sit in his chair from time to time. This was one of those times. There also happened to be an artist off to the side taking down his likeness. What? Ares was vain.

ooc: Just FYI, mun for Aphrodite and Axl are gone for two weeks

[c_a_s_t_i_e_l]

[[Thanks. I've already contacted them. I might end up asking if we can just handwave the Dite one or something, but either way I'm okay with waiting until she gets back. There's no rush. My guess is that everyone he wants information from will probably say they don't care about the pranks anyway? I mean unless you think Ares has been disturbed by them? Lol.]]

Cas had never spoken with Ares before, and he did indeed hope that he wasn't offending by not bringing anything for him to show respect, but... honestly, an angel bringing an offering to a deity would be a little ridiculous, wouldn't it?

He cleared his throat after he entered the throne room, walking further up to where Ares and the artist where. "I hope I'm not interrupting."

[itswhatid0]

ooc: No worries. I just didn't want you to wonder why she wasn't tagging. *g* And yeah, Ares won't give a rat's ass what's done to mortals.

Ares could feel power in this one, but not as close as a god. Interesting. He had more than Eli did but ... Oh that's where he felt it before. This guy was like Michael. He must be connected to the God of Light. Huh.

"Of course you are." Ares waved his hand dismissively, "but I can tell you're a warrior." Sure not the kind that he liked but he had been a soldier and Ares wouldn't say no.

"So speak."

[c_a_s_t_i_e_l]

[[Haha yeah he's already being turned down by Lucifer too.]

Yes, he was a soldier. Albeit a rebellious one.

Cas hadn't actually rehearsed or thought about what he was going to say, but here went nothing. "Are you aware of the pranks happening around the village?"

[kilrenko]

Kilrenko, draped in a decorative toga that only pretends to try to hide her, greets the angel as he enters Aphrodite's temple.

"I'm afraid the Goddess is out, but -- Oh, hello, Castiel. How is she?"

[c_a_s_t_i_e_l]

"How is who?" Cas blinked and stopped walking. Aphrodite, out? He didn't think she left this place very much at all. Maybe she was at the beach.

"What are you doing here anyway?"

[kilrenko]

"How is Anna?" The only 'her' Kilrenko ... worries about.

"And I'm one of Her devout, naturally. How could I not be, looking like this?" she asks with an impish grin.

[c_a_s_t_i_e_l]

"Oh. She's... okay." You know, as 'okay' as someone can be who was stripped of their personality and free thought. "Have you seen her since she came back?"

[axl_is_odin]

Axl had been trying to get drunk all morning, but in the end, decided to go get some ice cream instead. At least he could get a sugar rush, still.

He was sitting on a bench in the park with a big banana split. It was a little awkward to eat. He regretted not just eating it at the ice cream parlour. It was probably going to get everywhere and he only had a two small napkins.

[c_a_s_t_i_e_l]

Since he had reached inside Axl's head and played around a little it was actually pretty easy to find him.

He appeared beside the reincarnated Odin and couldn't help but lick his lips a bit at the sight ofthe ice cream. He'd developed a taste for it thanks to Anna. "That looks really good."

Yeah, sometimes he still forgot the 'no sneaking up on people' rule.

[axl_is_odin]

Axl jumped a little in his seat which caused his banana split in its flimsy plastic bowl to quiver. His reflexes were good enough to keep from having a dirty-covered dessert, but Axl ended up with a bunch of chocolate and strawberry sauces all over his arms. No way his two thin napkins were cleaning this up sufficiently.

[c_a_s_t_i_e_l]

"Oh- sorry!" Castiel quickly cleaned him up with a quick wave of his hand. Now Axl was probably a little too clean; maybe uncomfortably so.