Castiel (
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driftfleet2016-01-20 11:37 pm
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[001] Video/Action
Who: Castiel (the 500% done one)
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: The Marsiva
When: Jan 20th
[Castiel doesn't sleep--not anymore, anyway--so finding himself waking up is an unusual thing. It usually means he's been seriously injured, but he doesn't remember anything that would cause him to come to awareness suddenly in a place that was not where he was previously; it doesn't alarm him much, but it does cause more than a little confusion. This is definitely not the Crystal Palace.
He explores a few rooms to begin with, cautious and on guard, but it seems there's no immediate threat and he takes a moment to check his pockets. Then he discovers the communicator, and then he starts to get really annoyed. There's no way. It isn't Adstringendum's PCD, but it's similar, and...
Ugh.
He fumbles with the communicator for a moment before figuring out how to broadcast, showing an extremely unimpressed angel who hasn't yet realized how awkwardly timed this post will be after the last one.]
This is entirely ridiculous. Where am I now?
[Not like his luck isn't normally bad enough that getting dragged into another dimension not all that long after figuring out how to break out of Adstringendum would be a shock, but really? Really?
Also that's it for the post. He'll be more chatty when he's not so annoyed.
If anyone wants to encounter him, after his post and while responding he'll be wandering the Marsiva, investigating the Hospitality Deck.]
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: The Marsiva
When: Jan 20th
[Castiel doesn't sleep--not anymore, anyway--so finding himself waking up is an unusual thing. It usually means he's been seriously injured, but he doesn't remember anything that would cause him to come to awareness suddenly in a place that was not where he was previously; it doesn't alarm him much, but it does cause more than a little confusion. This is definitely not the Crystal Palace.
He explores a few rooms to begin with, cautious and on guard, but it seems there's no immediate threat and he takes a moment to check his pockets. Then he discovers the communicator, and then he starts to get really annoyed. There's no way. It isn't Adstringendum's PCD, but it's similar, and...
Ugh.
He fumbles with the communicator for a moment before figuring out how to broadcast, showing an extremely unimpressed angel who hasn't yet realized how awkwardly timed this post will be after the last one.]
This is entirely ridiculous. Where am I now?
[Not like his luck isn't normally bad enough that getting dragged into another dimension not all that long after figuring out how to break out of Adstringendum would be a shock, but really? Really?
Also that's it for the post. He'll be more chatty when he's not so annoyed.
If anyone wants to encounter him, after his post and while responding he'll be wandering the Marsiva, investigating the Hospitality Deck.]
[private]
[He appreciates the sympathy, but there's nothing to be upset about. It's just... Somewhat complicated to explain.]
I left Adstringendum and returned to our world, then altered the timeline entirely. I then traveled to Rei's world, where I remained until I arrived here.
[So whatever Sam is experiencing or experienced at home won't happen for Castiel. His own timeline is, for once in perhaps the entire history of their universe, calm.]
[private]
Then.... you're not the Cas from my world anymore.
That's — that's good, though. That you were able to change things there.
[He feels a little guilty. He had gone back home... and nothing was fixed.
Hell, he just made it infinitely worse.]
[private]
[He wants that to still be clear.]
Yes. There are many individuals who now have the chances they should've had.
[Like many of his siblings, and including Sam and Dean themselves.]
[private]
[You could be Godstiel or human or a stoner or Darth Vader for all he cares. You're still you, and he's glad to have you here.]
So... Dean and I... What are we actually up to now, back in your new timeline?
Nothing good, I'm sure.
[private]
Yes.
[As for him and Dean back in the new timeline--]
You are still hunting occasionally, when Dean asks for assistance, but usually it is just him and John doing so. Jessica and your mother prefer when you remain safely in civilian life.
[He took great care to make sure Dean and Sam had the best situation possible.]
[private]
I... uhm.
... Wow. That's. That's good. It's good that everything's... better there. It sounds like we're, um. We're really happy there. I'm glad.
[He's a lot of things. He's not really sure how to process it. He's glad, and — happy for them. And... He's still trying to pinpoint why that makes him feel overwhelmingly tired, too.]
You've been busy.
[private]
[He wanted at least one version of Sam and Dean to be happy, even if he can't manage that for all of them.
But he can tell that Sam doesn't seem completely pleased at this news, despite his words, and so he hesitates a moment before venturing a question.]
Are you alright?
[private]
I am.
[He's falling into a selfish mindset. Cas got to do something good for another timeline, got to help him and dean, and save his family, and... And no matter how Sam's timeline unfurls, that's a good thing. He's not going to sour Castiel's own personal victory by being a whiny asshole because his own timeline is... you know. Painful.]
Sorry, I'm just kind of tired. Did an all-nighter in the library they have. It's not a bad collection; you know how it is. I kinda overdid it. I just need to sleep on what you're saying a little, because it's crazy to wrap my head around on just a few winks.
You hear about it yet? The library?
[private]
I have not. What types of works are there?
[Is it a totally weird assortment of things like it had been in Adstringendum, is it all stuff from this dimension, what? He needs the deets.]
[private]
[He switches to English, because he's not going to try to translate this.]
Um. Borderline pornographic alien romance novels, so watch out for those.
Those are not helpful.