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decimus; [visual]; and not to pull your halo down

Jun 28, 2009 00:17

He's never woken up before. At least, before the week he'd been pulled from his vessel. But that's just what Castiel has just done, and he wakes up to something strange -- not that waking up isn't strange, itself. He wakes up to uneven breathing, pain in his head and the physical feeling of his vessel - no, something tells him body, his body - ( Read more... )

{ dean winchester, { castiel

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[visual] fudgingkillyou June 28 2009, 04:28:08 UTC

Oh, hell. It's a damn epidemic.

Hurriedly, Dean clicks on the tablet to visual, hoping that maybe it'll help. He doesn't know if it will, because Dean's not exactly good at the whole comforting people thing, but maybe a familiar face will do wonders. All the while, Dean is crashing through Buffy's house, attempting to find his keys.

"Hold on a second, Cas, I'll be right there. Y'alright?"

caelitus June 28 2009, 04:32:32 UTC

It helps, although he's spending a good amount of time with his eyes closed. Castiel tries to help himself, though, willing his - his? - body to stop feeling so weighted and sit up. It's still in the planning stages, though.

"I'm not sure."

fudgingkillyou June 28 2009, 04:38:55 UTC

"Alright, that's a start," Dean mumbles to himself, and finally, there's his keys. Snatching them up, Dean walks briskly out of the house and to his car, fiddling with his tablet to lead him right to Castiel.

Because he's driving, it only takes a few minutes for Dean to get there. When he sees Castiel on the ground, sort of struggling to get up, Dean mutters a curse and slips out of his car, heading toward the angel.

"Hey, Cas. Fallen and now you can't get up?" Dean asks, kneeling next to the guy, eyebrow raised.

caelitus June 28 2009, 04:48:12 UTC

Castiel steadies himself on his elbows, looking up through tousled hair at Dean. Not funny. This is Castiel's Not Funny, Dean face, see?

"I don't know what happened," he says, taking a deep breath like someone who just learned how to do it for the actual need to survive about ten minutes ago, which is the case. "But you..." okay, pause for discomfort in the cranium, "... you may be closer than you think."

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