001 [accidental video/voice]
[ One trenchcoat-angel is fumbling with his new "cell-phone" and somehow triggered the video function. Still, he has it pressed to his face, so that's all you can see. ]
Hello? Who is this? [ With a frustrated sigh, Cas flips the phone around, finally bringing himself into view. He's holding at it at arm's length, his blue eyes unknowingly glaring ( Read more... )
Hello? Who is this? [ With a frustrated sigh, Cas flips the phone around, finally bringing himself into view. He's holding at it at arm's length, his blue eyes unknowingly glaring ( Read more... )
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"Most of us"...? The other beings present here are captives as well?
Who is "they"? [ He sounds more than a little suspicious toward 'them.' If they can keep an angel somewhere, it's usually bad news. ]
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Oh, folks from all over, or so they tell me. Not just from Earth, either, but I'm not sure I want to consider that option.
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[Buffy stays on the screen. What's going on here, really? This guy talks crazy.]
... There aren't any seals here. Hate to break it to you. But none of the people you're calling right now have any idea how they got here, let alone how you did.
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If I had the choice, I would not still be here. There is no other possibility for why I cannot leave. My strength may be dwindling, but I can sense that something is binding me here.
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[Her nose wrinkles.]
It's the place itself, I think. We all get pulled here somehow, and we're stuck. The fact that you even have enough power to think about being able to pop in and out puts you way ahead of the rest of us.
[Introduction time, maybe.]
I'm Buffy. By the way.
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[ A nod and then... Oh, wait. That was an introduction just now? What did Dean say about those...? ]
I am Castiel. [ Trying to remember what goes after that. Gah, you humans and your courtesies. ] It is... nice to meet you?
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But...a peculiar sensation pricks his awareness and he frowns, stirring slightly. It is familiar, very familiar indeed, and, he'd say, somewhat impossible. But, all things considered, if it were so impossible, he himself wouldn't be here.
Nevertheless, he silently reaches out with his signature awareness, seeking that familiar aura.]
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[ Making sure his sword is within reach, Castiel turns toward the distinctly familiar presence. He can already sense this angel is stronger than him. Archangel-strong. Reminiscent of... Michael. "Well... We're screwed," as Dean would say. ]
[ And yet Castiel's posture shows nothing for it. He's barely moved an inch, his shoulders are already held too stiff for them to stiffen any further. He pulls his Grace away from the probing presence, holding it containing it tightly within his vessel. ]
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Therefore, in light to reveal this mystery and not to simply shove aside the consciousness and take the information by force, Michael simply sends out a very soft command, inherent with the voice of Heaven's Captain, a compulsion no angel able to resist.]
...come to me...
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[ It's such a shame, to die on another planet, not fighting Lucifer at all, but at the hands of some unknown, but great power. It's unavoidable, however; if the angel responsible for this wants to kill him, there will be nothing Castiel can do to stop it. ]
[ Resigned to his fate, there is little he can do when he finally reappears and faces his summoner. No one he recognizes, though the burn is much like Micheal. Very much. Castiel wonders how that is possible as he makes amends to Jimmy for their brief time together. ]
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[ eek! p-permission post? ]
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Because they're not going to let you out no matter what you say. It's just how they work.
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Why? Who is keeping us here?
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Hey, we're all on this line. But if you could reach whoever has us all stuck here, then forward his number!
I have a few questions to ask 'em, myself.
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I'm still not sure how to use all the functions on this device.
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[Smile.]
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[ Still tilting his head and looking at you like 'why don't you know this.' ]
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