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Secluded section of the rocky bits, Monday morning
Castiel, unaccustomed to sleeping in general, woke up first. He looked around at the surroundings, then at the teenager sleeping not far away, then around at his surroundings again. He thought over the weekend ( Read more... ) -
The graveyard, Friday evening while walking a cat
Shelley called him back! He must be doing something right, right?
Was now when he told her he was an angel? He really wasn't clear on all that, but he wasn't very good at lying. Well, better not, just to be sure.
He called her back with what he hoped was an appropriate response, then looked down at where Angelbane seemed to be staring at him ( Read more... ) -
The rectory of Our Lady of Fandom, one minute after noon, Friday
To say that Castiel was nervous would be a gross understatement. He had never done anything even remotely like this in his millenia of existence, and practicing with Dean had mostly involved Castiel not really understanding much ( Read more... ) -
The rectory of Our Lady of Fandom, Wednesday evening
So. Castiel had a girl's phone number. She seemed to be very nice, and quite wise in the ways of modern technology, entertainment, and apparel. She had promised to teach him how to dance ( Read more... ) -
Outside Our Lady of Fandom, Wednesday afternoon
The totally random NPC dude was unhappy. Mooby Land had screwed up his order again. He'd clearly asked for a fish sandwich, and what did they give him? A burger! How dare they ( Read more... ) -
The rectory of Our Lady of Fandom, Saturday
Castiel's phone made noise on occasion. He'd learned to ignore it. Even more occasionally, a message would appear on the phone, telling him he had something called voicemail. After some experimentation, he managed to figure out how to listen to the voicemail. It was usually Jimmy's wife or some sort of message for the church in general.
Today, ( Read more... ) -
Somewhere in the rectory behind the church, Thursday morning
Castiel was just getting some notes together for his service today when he noticed an odd sound shuffling through the room. He looked around, but couldn't identify the source ( Read more... ) -
OOC: Because I love my PB
Misha Collins is taking a break from mulberry delivery to declare war on P. Diddy."I'm throwin' down the gauntlet: P. Diddy, if you're out there & you're man enough, i challenge u to an cupcake eating contest-on horseback ( Read more... ) -
OOC: vid made of win
I'm far too amused by this video, and just had to share it with RP folks:
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Behind Our Lady of Fandom, Tuesday afternoon
Castiel had been getting the odd sense of something . . . tugging at the edges of his perception since last night. It was as if someone or something was calling out for help, but was far enough distant enough for the message to be distorted ( Read more... )