Always business, never pleasure.

[thursdaywings.livejournal.com]

Characters: Castiel and Vietnam; other characters are welcome to pop by I suppose?
Setting: Fourth Floor, lounge room.
Format: Action or prose... idk, Amy?
Summary: After a pretty interesting conversation over the network, the two of them are going to put their heads together to sort everything out.
Warnings: TBA

The communications buzzes into a static when Castiel flies off to the lounge room, appearing beside Vietnam in a blink with no regard of her personal space. As far as he's concerned, he's there for business, and business always has to be done promptly.

"Hello Vietnam."

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[dawnlotus.livejournal.com]

"Hmm..." She added the descriptions into the notes. There were quite a few matching his description, but she can't be sure until she's seen them.

"It does narrow it down to a small number of possibilities. Whether they're from my world depends. And there may be a few we have yet to see! So, what else?"

[thursdaywings.livejournal.com]

"Trolls," he said, rather matter-of-factly. "Gray-skinned creatures with flame-colored horns. One of them, Kanaya Maryam, claims to be the creator of the human world."

[dawnlotus.livejournal.com]

"Trolls?" She may have seen one, but she wasn't sure what he was at the time. This made sense--wait, did he just say creator of the human world?

"...How is that possible?!"

[thursdaywings.livejournal.com]

"I'm still uncertain of that, and thus I do not believe it is true. Yet, Kanaya Maryam seems absolutely certain that my Father was created by their hands, and thus, created the world and the humans."

Castiel was still clearly upset over the conversation he had with the female troll, informative as it was.

[dawnlotus.livejournal.com]

"...Hmm."

If that was true, that also meant there was a possibility that the nations themselves were made by this self proclaimed god. Still, she slowly wrote this down.

"Perhaps it is in their universe, not ours." Hopefully that may help make everyone feel better?

[thursdaywings.livejournal.com]

"Perhaps."

Castiel continued to think. "There are other humans here. Some with abilities."

[dawnlotus.livejournal.com]

"Humans with abilities." She writes that down, wondering what kind of abilities. Would they be anything like the games Japan made?

"What type of abilities did they have?"

[thursdaywings.livejournal.com]

"One of them, a blonde girl, claims to possess hoodoo, dark magic." Castiel shifted his shoulders, as if to settle his ruffled wings. "She has the same collar color as mine."

[dawnlotus.livejournal.com]

"Dark magic..." Alright, so that does sound like straight out of a game. In a way, she shouldn't be surprised anymore, heck she met an angel. "Would this be the opposite of the talents you have?"

His mention of their collar did remind her that this was something they should focus on too, "I wonder if there's a pattern with these collar colours. This is mine."

She pulled down the high collar of her ao dai to reveal her violet collar to him.

[thursdaywings.livejournal.com]

"Violet."

The angel touched his as well. "Beings like us, and the blond girl... the extent of our abilities might be the reason behind the color."

[dawnlotus.livejournal.com]

"Perhaps, so far all the other nations have seen have violet collars as well." Vietnam pulled her collar back up to cover it, before also jotting down their collar colours.

"Our abilities, the type of beings we are as well? Perhaps humans with no skills have another colour."

[thursdaywings.livejournal.com]

"Have you met with some other humans or beings with a different color?"

[dawnlotus.livejournal.com]

Vietnam nodded, however it was hard for her to remember what colours they were. The humans she met in her room were no longer around.

"Yes, I don't remember them, however, after our initial meeting when we all woke up, I've never seen them again. I don't know if they're still here, or...just never returned."

[thursdaywings.livejournal.com]

Castiel nodded, straightening up.

"I have heard rumors that the missing are integrated into the food." He didn't have to eat, so it wasn't of import to him. However, this is still information, and something is better than nothing.

[dawnlotus.livejournal.com]

Vietnam paused a moment, speechless, a sickening feeling in her stomach as repeats his words in her head again.

There's a possibility they've been eating people--no, not just people, their comrades.

"That's...disturbing." She finally spoke. "I can't believe they would--..."

Breathe in, breathe out. She had to think about this more rationally. "I work in the kitchens, but I haven't seen anything out of order...yet. But perhaps I can look around to see if this is true."

[thursdaywings.livejournal.com]

"Yes. Keep track of the kitchens."

There seemed to be nothing else he could offer, so he simply glanced at Vietnam, waiting for her to speak up.

[dawnlotus.livejournal.com]

"Got it." She looked over the writing again, "So we have countries, trolls, humans with powers...ah, we should write something down about angels."

Having some information that he gave her before, she wrote those down, before looking back at him. "Are you the only one here?"

[thursdaywings.livejournal.com]

"As of now, yes. I am the only one of my kind here."

Castiel tilted his head, as if trying to hear something. "I cannot hear my brothers and sisters."