Angel with a shotgun- wait, he doesn't have one

[thursdaywings]

Characters: Castiel and all of you.
Setting: See under the cut.
Format: Prose or brackactions, I'm okay with anything!~
Summary: Castiel explores the new floors, being socially awkward as usual.
Warnings: TBA.

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FLOOR TWELVE I APOLOGIZE IN ADVANCE FOR HOW THIS MIGHT GO

[foretolds]

Terezi is still exploring the tower, weeks after her arrival, because there is simply so much of it. Floor twelve doesn't catch her fancy, much. She can't truly appreciate the stars without her smelloscope. This room smells of glitter and light and dark, licorice-like velvet, but she can't quite get a handle on the stars or the planets. So when she catches the scent of someone else in the room, she heads over.

"What are you doing?"

I AM ACTUALLY LOOKING FORWARD TO THIS

[thursdaywings]

"I am admiring the glory that is my Father's creation," comes the reply before Castiel looks down at the person who addressed him. Another one of the trolls, with grey skin and flame horns. This one seems different though, with her red shades, but how different, Castiel can't tell yet.

SOB

[foretolds]

Terezi pauses, standing on her tiptoes as she sniffs him. "What do you mean?"

[thursdaywings]

Personal space isn't much of an issue with Castiel, having getting into Dean's space every now and then, but having this troll girl this close to him and sniffing him is pretty much making him nervous and cautious.

"I am watching the universe," he groused out, standing his ground. "It is my Father's work of art."

13 Cathedral

[eastern_awsum]

Prussia had been in the cathedral many times, he'd taken it up as one of his haunts. But mostly he saw nations trickle in or people who were curious about how such a prestegious structure was contained within the tower. He didn't really care, it was a piece of home that in a small way he'd missed after being religious for so long.

But the guy in the pew he noticed, but didn't bug him, instead he just watched, leaning easily on one of the massive carved columns.

[thursdaywings]

Castiel could feel the presence of a nation nearby, but it wasn't as strong as the presence he felt in Canada, Vietnam and Taiwan. He didn't move though, still praying to his Father while the voices surround and calm him.

[eastern_awsum]

Prussia watched a few moments longer, before moving closer and standing near the edge of the pew.

"Not many come up here. I think you're the first non-nation I've seen."

[thursdaywings]

Glancing up, Castiel acknowledged him with a slight nod.

"This is a replication of a house of my Father, a place to find solace."

12

[grimauxilatrix]

[Kanaya slowly approaches the other man, one she recognizes to be whom she spoke to about his Father and the creation of the world]

It's quite lovely isn't it. The Veil, the place I resided after Alternia was destroyed, was in space like this, but it wasn't as visually appealing.

[thursdaywings]

[ Castiel doesn't turn around, knowing who is addressing him. ]

Your world is destroyed, you say.

[grimauxilatrix]

Yes, it was destroyed by an asteroid but we escaped in time.

[thursdaywings]

And survived.