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Jan 14, 2012 12:07


It had pulled her inward, like a force of wind suddenly being pressed to every inch of her from the inside out. The power, nearly all-consuming, still felt as if it would overwhelm her if she let it. It became her. It possessed her with all of its infiniteness and light ( Read more... )

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sitherequietly January 14 2012, 18:33:39 UTC
Castiel has been in Chicago for a year and a half.

It's a stark contrast to everywhere else he's been in that that connection to Heaven is gone. He can feel pieces of it, leaking through the Rift and into this universe -- he presumes it's why he still has the abilities he does -- but this universe has no Heaven. It has no Hell. There is only this one dimension, and while he has friends here, has built a life here, in the most abstract sense, he misses that feeling of being tethered to something important. Something bigger.

And then, at that one moment, he feels it. A presence he hasn't felt in a long time, a presence that shouldn't be there, but is and he flies to it without a second thought. He knows exactly who it is, and while her presence in and of itself is weaker than he remembers it, it's a comfort nonetheless.

He lands behind her, studying the back of her shoulders with rapt curiosity -- he does not know when she will be from, what she will remember, but he knows he won't find out unless he speaks.

"Hello, Anna."

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steals_yourline January 14 2012, 18:53:06 UTC
She doesn't turn to face him, but there is a distinct amount of relief that sits upon her shoulders at the sound of his voice. Wherever she's been brought, wherever her grace opted to detour her to, she's trying to find some sort of peace with it.

"Uriel is not to be trusted," she expresses to him. It's the primary thought in her mind and for a moment she almost considers that his alignment might be what brought her to this place.

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sitherequietly January 14 2012, 19:02:44 UTC
He smiles softly at that. She is from some time ago, it seems -- still the Anna he remembers. The Anna he looked up to for so long. He moves a step closer, placing a hand on her shoulder gently.

"Uriel is not a concern here." It's a small comfort, he's sure, compared to what he is about to tell her, but for now he hopes that it at least provides some relief.

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steals_yourline January 14 2012, 19:16:37 UTC
She keeps her eyes locked to the people walking around her. Unaware of everything, possibly not able to sense just how out of place everything is. She's watched this world, felt its anguish and heartache, and this is not the world she was put to task to watch over.

"No, he isn't. I'm not sure I know what happened," she confesses, trying not to think too far beyond what she's learning in these moments.

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