Re: Castiel | Supernatural | OtawithoutordersAugust 20 2012, 08:45:18 UTC
((when I roll I always roll three times cause I'm weird and like options. Got 2, 5, and 10 and any of those are fine with me. Did you want Cas or Dean possessed? Ad if Dean, could be a demon, Michael, or the demon dean could have become in hell))
Re: Castiel | Supernatural | OtawithoutordersAugust 20 2012, 09:12:07 UTC
[It was unclear who was really to blame for their current situtation. If Dean were in his right mind he probably would have said Uriel for forcing him to deal with Alistair one on one, anybody else would have probably blaimed the demon. That seeing his old mentor was what had brought those feelings, those memories that with just a little nudge from their recent case had tipped Dean over the edge...but he knew he'd been hanging on by a thread to begin with
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[Castiel was responsible for this mess. He should have known, he should have seen. What type of a guardian was he if he didn't even notice that Dean had changed until it was too late? The angel was the first to step out in protest when Uriel announced that Dean would have to torture his former teacher of hell for the good heaven. Castiel didn't want the hunter to do it. He had saw the mangled mess Dean had become in hell. The last thing he wanted to do was put Dean Winchester back in that dark place. Back to where there was no sense of light, where all that could be seen was pain, and darkness, and torture
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[The angel had been heavier than anticipated, but he got him where he wanted him easily enough. Thankfully just a few nights ago heaven had provided him with a slaughter house full of fun toys. Waste not...
It had only taken a few touches to modify this place do Cas would feel right at home. He took a large knife and started carving into the table he later strapped Cas to. Nothing major, just to make sure his birdie couldn't fly away before he was done. He knew there were other angel's who deserved worse...but Cas was his. They'd really bonded in hell when the angel grabbed him and burned out his insides, leaving only the weeping raw bits. He strapped the angel down, running his figures through the other mans hair as he waited for him to wake up. He had to admit, he looked cute when he was skeeping]
[The guy was pretty heavy for a nerdy guy with wings. It must of been the weight of those black feather dusters he had, they were quite large and probably weighed a lot.
Dean knew what he was doing , that much was true. Castiel didn't wake up the entire time Dean was setting up, not did he awaken when the hell hunter strapped him to the table. He only stirred when Dean began to stroke his fingers through the angels dark hair. Castiel opened his eyes slightly, brow wrinkling in confusion as Deans face came in to view.]
...Dean?
[The angel blinked, shaking his head before Dean came in to focus. And immediately the angel tensed, rigid under Dean Winchesters hand as he stared back up at the oldest Winchester. Or what was parading around in his body.]
[He cooed, smiling sweetly down at Castiel until the other man's expression turned from confusion to anger. And so demanding! Even when he was strapped down at dean's mercy he still had the balls to order him around. Oh the arrogance of angels, it was precious.]
No can do Castiel, can't kick me out of my own body.
[ The angel growled pulling at his restraints but unable to get free. The being before him was a dark part of Dean that manifest when damned to the pit. The angel had cast the curse out, leaving him to rot in the pit as Castiel saved the true Dean Winchester. Yes even strapped down to a table almost completely useless Castiel was an idiot who throught he still had power over the thing before him. ]
You are something evil that manifested when he was in the pit, but you are not a part of him. I made certain of that.
Wow...you're not that smart are you? Thank god for the pretty face.
[he rolled his eyes and pulled up a chair, sitting just out of reach as he watched the angel struggle. Could he really be that thick? To think he wasn't 100% Dean Winchester?]
I manifested from him, I'm all him! Just...after he adjuste. I'm him without pain, without guilt and you ripped me apart and threw me away. You ripped Dean apart, no wonder he's been a miserable fuck lately. Thankfully Alistair knew what was right, he knew how to set Dean free again.
[ Dean had done his job well. Castiel had never been captured like this before. He was utterly vulnerable. The sigils burnt in to the table and painted on the walls surpressed his grace. He couldn't even hear his brothers in heaven. Castiel was utterly alone. And human. The angel struggled against his bounds, growling as e looked over at Dean. The man knew what he was doing. There was great skill the torturer of the Pitt had.]
You lacked sympathy and emotions when I found you in the Pitt. You were a shell of the man you once were, filled with darkness and pain. I healed you, I stitched your soul back together to give you a chance to live. The Dean I knew would never want to revert back to the monster he once was. He would rather die first. Therefore you are not him, and when I escape these bonds I will put him back right once more.
I did what I had to, I became what I had to to survive! Maybe if you'd gotten there in time, maybe if you'd tried harder you could have saved me before you had to rip me apart!
[Dean growled, eyes narrowing at Cas. No, no he needed to be calm, he could be calm. Anger meant things would go to quick. He shut his eyes and shook his head, smiling slightly]
I can't stay mad at you. If it weren't for you guys getting me in a room with my old boss I'd never have been cured.
[Castiel became quiet at that. How could he not? Dean had a point. The angel didn't get there in time. Many of his brothers were killed and for what reason? The battle was already lost when they found Dean in the pitt with a blade in hand over the body of his neck victim.]
...You are right.
[The angel whispered softly, blue eyes still meeting those of Dean.]
I failed you in every way imaginable. I failed you then as I fail you now.
[Dean fidgeted a little as a strange feeling overtook him. He was happy Cas felt bad...but part of him wanted to tell him it was okay. No....not now]
That's good....you should. Not that it makes much of a difference, I'm still all fucked up. But we can still be friends, right? You still like me, don't you pretty angel?
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It had only taken a few touches to modify this place do Cas would feel right at home. He took a large knife and started carving into the table he later strapped Cas to. Nothing major, just to make sure his birdie couldn't fly away before he was done. He knew there were other angel's who deserved worse...but Cas was his. They'd really bonded in hell when the angel grabbed him and burned out his insides, leaving only the weeping raw bits. He strapped the angel down, running his figures through the other mans hair as he waited for him to wake up. He had to admit, he looked cute when he was skeeping]
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Dean knew what he was doing , that much was true. Castiel didn't wake up the entire time Dean was setting up, not did he awaken when the hell hunter strapped him to the table. He only stirred when Dean began to stroke his fingers through the angels dark hair. Castiel opened his eyes slightly, brow wrinkling in confusion as Deans face came in to view.]
...Dean?
[The angel blinked, shaking his head before Dean came in to focus. And immediately the angel tensed, rigid under Dean Winchesters hand as he stared back up at the oldest Winchester. Or what was parading around in his body.]
You're not Dean. Leave his body at once.
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[He cooed, smiling sweetly down at Castiel until the other man's expression turned from confusion to anger. And so demanding! Even when he was strapped down at dean's mercy he still had the balls to order him around. Oh the arrogance of angels, it was precious.]
No can do Castiel, can't kick me out of my own body.
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[ The angel growled pulling at his restraints but unable to get free. The being before him was a dark part of Dean that manifest when damned to the pit. The angel had cast the curse out, leaving him to rot in the pit as Castiel saved the true Dean Winchester. Yes even strapped down to a table almost completely useless Castiel was an idiot who throught he still had power over the thing before him. ]
You are something evil that manifested when he was in the pit, but you are not a part of him. I made certain of that.
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[he rolled his eyes and pulled up a chair, sitting just out of reach as he watched the angel struggle. Could he really be that thick? To think he wasn't 100% Dean Winchester?]
I manifested from him, I'm all him! Just...after he adjuste. I'm him without pain, without guilt and you ripped me apart and threw me away. You ripped Dean apart, no wonder he's been a miserable fuck lately. Thankfully Alistair knew what was right, he knew how to set Dean free again.
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You lacked sympathy and emotions when I found you in the Pitt. You were a shell of the man you once were, filled with darkness and pain. I healed you, I stitched your soul back together to give you a chance to live. The Dean I knew would never want to revert back to the monster he once was. He would rather die first. Therefore you are not him, and when I escape these bonds I will put him back right once more.
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[Dean growled, eyes narrowing at Cas. No, no he needed to be calm, he could be calm. Anger meant things would go to quick. He shut his eyes and shook his head, smiling slightly]
I can't stay mad at you. If it weren't for you guys getting me in a room with my old boss I'd never have been cured.
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...You are right.
[The angel whispered softly, blue eyes still meeting those of Dean.]
I failed you in every way imaginable. I failed you then as I fail you now.
[The angel actually looked hurt, sad even.]
I'm sorry Dean.
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That's good....you should. Not that it makes much of a difference, I'm still all fucked up. But we can still be friends, right? You still like me, don't you pretty angel?
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