Sam Winchester | Lucifer | Endverse (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
endoftheverse) wrote2020-11-08 07:18 pm
endoftheverse) wrote2020-11-08 07:18 pm
Deerington Inbox.
[A general automated voicemail plays.]
[A general automated voicemail plays.]
[ A thoughtful look that soon turns into a frown. ]
No... I doubt they were part of the original layout. They must have gotten in somehow. I think someone was feeding them. I found a few bottles of store-bought honey left open for them.
No... I doubt they were part of the original layout. They must have gotten in somehow. I think someone was feeding them. I found a few bottles of store-bought honey left open for them.
Are you sure it wasn't just you leaving them honey?
[He says it as a joke, really, but... you know, in a place like this? It's more than possible, he supposes. After a moment, he breathes out, looking a little more eased by the situation.]
... This is good, though. This is better than nothing. If you're okay with it, I, um. I can dig into the literature here. See if there's anything that could help out — [He stops, swallows.] the situation I've got going on here.
[He's not a fan of faith or hope these days.
But he is a fan of something to latch his attention on.]
[He says it as a joke, really, but... you know, in a place like this? It's more than possible, he supposes. After a moment, he breathes out, looking a little more eased by the situation.]
... This is good, though. This is better than nothing. If you're okay with it, I, um. I can dig into the literature here. See if there's anything that could help out — [He stops, swallows.] the situation I've got going on here.
[He's not a fan of faith or hope these days.
But he is a fan of something to latch his attention on.]
Edited 2021-03-09 11:22 (UTC)
Why would I leave them honey? [ Sam. What are you trying to say? His eyes narrow on him as if trying to solve a great mystery but comes out no more the wiser. ] I'm an angel, not a bee-keeper.
[ As if that solves that mystery, Castiel lets him free of his pointed look to step deeper into the library to look over the collection of histories and spells. Picking a leather-bound volume from the pile set before the table, Castiel opens it to look over its context while Sam continues looking up when Sam mentions his 'situation'. ]
You mean the fact that my brother, Lucifer, is currently trying to drive you mad in order to take over your body?
[ As if that solves that mystery, Castiel lets him free of his pointed look to step deeper into the library to look over the collection of histories and spells. Picking a leather-bound volume from the pile set before the table, Castiel opens it to look over its context while Sam continues looking up when Sam mentions his 'situation'. ]
You mean the fact that my brother, Lucifer, is currently trying to drive you mad in order to take over your body?
I don't see why you couldn't be both.
[It's good-natured, and not even necessarily a joke. They all needed something around here, to pass the time. To get by, even with everything terrible going on. Why not find things to keep your mind occupied?
But his smile slides into a small frown. He glances down, nodding.]
... Yeah. That's a way to put it.
I imagine you want to talk with him, at some point...? Angel to angel.
[Castiel always seemed prepared to throw up verbal fisticuffs with Lucifer.
All versions, much to Sam's mortification. He can't help but worry about their safety every time, too.]
[It's good-natured, and not even necessarily a joke. They all needed something around here, to pass the time. To get by, even with everything terrible going on. Why not find things to keep your mind occupied?
But his smile slides into a small frown. He glances down, nodding.]
... Yeah. That's a way to put it.
I imagine you want to talk with him, at some point...? Angel to angel.
[Castiel always seemed prepared to throw up verbal fisticuffs with Lucifer.
All versions, much to Sam's mortification. He can't help but worry about their safety every time, too.]
No.
[ The book shuts with a loud thump and Castiel straightens setting it down. Gone is the easy posture, the soldier back in control. ]
I have nothing to say to Lucifer. He's made his position clear and I won't change mine. As far as I'm concerned we have nothing further to discuss.
[ The last time they spoke, Lucifer tried to sway him to his side. He might have even started making sense up until he made his stance on Sam clear. ]
Sam. [ He steps toward him. ] He won't ever let you go. We'll only be giving him a platform to sow seeds of doubt.
[ The book shuts with a loud thump and Castiel straightens setting it down. Gone is the easy posture, the soldier back in control. ]
I have nothing to say to Lucifer. He's made his position clear and I won't change mine. As far as I'm concerned we have nothing further to discuss.
[ The last time they spoke, Lucifer tried to sway him to his side. He might have even started making sense up until he made his stance on Sam clear. ]
Sam. [ He steps toward him. ] He won't ever let you go. We'll only be giving him a platform to sow seeds of doubt.
Edited 2021-03-14 04:17 (UTC)
[Sam honestly can't help but look a little relieved to hear it. The idea of people around him talking to the man who had imprisoned him, tormented him for years, ruined his life for his family infighting - it was nice to know Castiel had found his line in the sand, and didn't want anything to do with him.
He won't ever let you go.
Sam nods in agreement where he's leaning against the backside of a chair, growing quiet for a moment.]
... I know.
... Sorry, I, um. I guess I should have more faith in you.
You're one of the only people I've got left, these days.
He won't ever let you go.
Sam nods in agreement where he's leaning against the backside of a chair, growing quiet for a moment.]
... I know.
... Sorry, I, um. I guess I should have more faith in you.
You're one of the only people I've got left, these days.
[ One meeting was enough. Every angel knew Lucifer's story. He fell because he couldn't love humanity, Castiel... that was never his problem. They stood on opposing sides, speaking with him wouldn't change that and he wouldn't put Sam through that ordeal without something to gain.
The look of relief is something difficult to watch. He left him in that cage knowing full well the torture he'd endure. Asking him to interact with that part of his life was not something he was willing to do so easily. Not after abandoning him once before. ]
Considering what's happened to you, I'm surprised you have any left. The angels...
[ He trails off, his mouth closing to a grim line remembering all those times he tried to reason with them, clashed with them. In the beginning, he was no different following orders without question, so willing to defend a faith that kept unraveling with every order handed down to him. ]
I... don't expect you to. I'm as much in the dark as you are Sam.
[ He sets the leather volume back on the stack of books he had yet to read. ]
This is all I can offer. I'm sorry I can't be of more help.
The look of relief is something difficult to watch. He left him in that cage knowing full well the torture he'd endure. Asking him to interact with that part of his life was not something he was willing to do so easily. Not after abandoning him once before. ]
Considering what's happened to you, I'm surprised you have any left. The angels...
[ He trails off, his mouth closing to a grim line remembering all those times he tried to reason with them, clashed with them. In the beginning, he was no different following orders without question, so willing to defend a faith that kept unraveling with every order handed down to him. ]
I... don't expect you to. I'm as much in the dark as you are Sam.
[ He sets the leather volume back on the stack of books he had yet to read. ]
This is all I can offer. I'm sorry I can't be of more help.
[He shakes his head, eyes closed. There's a flash of pain across his face — it is not from Lucifer, but of raw emotion from terrible, terrible memories. Memories of after he said yes, but — also memories of before.]
To be honest, I really, um. I don't have much left to spare.
... It was bad, Cas. The years after I last saw you and Dean, it — [He sighs, shakes off the worst of it. Selfishly languishing in his misery, in his mistakes and punishments. It's stupid. It doesn't matter; those days can sit with him, only him, as they rightly should.] It doesn't matter now.
What matters is... trying to do something with this... small opportunity I've got.
For whatever its worth.
To be honest, I really, um. I don't have much left to spare.
... It was bad, Cas. The years after I last saw you and Dean, it — [He sighs, shakes off the worst of it. Selfishly languishing in his misery, in his mistakes and punishments. It's stupid. It doesn't matter; those days can sit with him, only him, as they rightly should.] It doesn't matter now.
What matters is... trying to do something with this... small opportunity I've got.
For whatever its worth.
[ Deep inside his vessel, anchored by blood and grace, his true form stirs in resonance for the soul he could not save. Castiel watches Sam breathe deeply, eyes closed, and stays silent giving him this moment. In his eyes, he failed him. He was their guardian and yet he let Sam sacrifice himself on his brother's altar. ]
Sam... [ His wings shift, unsettled. ] It matters.
[ Knowing it was his choice didn't stop the remorse from rising up like bile. Weak and graceless, Castiel was next to useless back then. Now at least, he could do something. Be of use. Spurred on by that feeling, Castiel steps into his space, facing him. He couldn't pretend he didn't see the pain that cut straight to the bone of his soul, flayed open by a well-trained hand. ]
Sam. What you went through... It's no small miracle you're standing here.
Whatever you need. I'll be here.
Sam... [ His wings shift, unsettled. ] It matters.
[ Knowing it was his choice didn't stop the remorse from rising up like bile. Weak and graceless, Castiel was next to useless back then. Now at least, he could do something. Be of use. Spurred on by that feeling, Castiel steps into his space, facing him. He couldn't pretend he didn't see the pain that cut straight to the bone of his soul, flayed open by a well-trained hand. ]
Sam. What you went through... It's no small miracle you're standing here.
Whatever you need. I'll be here.
[Sam smiles weakly... but it's genuine all the same. A small, flickering hope that is very roughly kindled — the kind that could be wiped out with a sudden little gust.]
I'm not so sure I believe in miracles, these days...
... But, uh. If you're okay with it — I'd like to read through what's in here.
See if I can scrounge up one of my own.
[Miracles, that is. Fragile, awful, scarce things, 'miracles'.]
I'm not so sure I believe in miracles, these days...
... But, uh. If you're okay with it — I'd like to read through what's in here.
See if I can scrounge up one of my own.
[Miracles, that is. Fragile, awful, scarce things, 'miracles'.]
What kind of dorky username is that supposed to be?
["yes"]
["yes"]
... That entirely depends on your list of runner-ups.
I'm still alive and able to type words.
That's the metric I usually go by these days.
You find a better place than some disheveled cabin yet?
That's the metric I usually go by these days.
You find a better place than some disheveled cabin yet?
I can't believe you think you're actually funny.
You denying it's disheveled?
If you want, I could help you out
help clean it up more, I mean.
I'd been doing all the fix-em-ups on the last house, to keep my mind busy. You know?
If you need the help.
If you want, I could help you out
help clean it up more, I mean.
I'd been doing all the fix-em-ups on the last house, to keep my mind busy. You know?
If you need the help.
Oh I'm laughing alright.
What, is ~69~Impala~67~ or cowboylover1979 taken?
What, is ~69~Impala~67~ or cowboylover1979 taken?
You got it. Need any particular supplies to fix it up?
Other than a miracle, which I'm running short on.
Other than a miracle, which I'm running short on.
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