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towerofanimus2011-08-31 12:24 pm
Angel with a shotgun- wait, he doesn't have one
Characters: Castiel and all of you.
Setting: See under the cut.
Format: Prose or brackactions, I'm okay with anything!~
Summary: Castiel explores the new floors, being socially awkward as usual.
Warnings: TBA.
Floor Thirteen: Cathedral
The house of his Father, or at least, that's what it seems to be. Castiel takes a quick look around, taking note of the murmurs he hears. It doesn't seem like angel communication, since he can't make out what the murmurs are, but they are soft enough to make him feel like he's connected to his brethren again. Taking a seat in one of the pews, he closes his eyes, head bowed and hands clasped together.
"Father..."
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Floor Twelve: Space
It felt like the beginning of time again, when his Father created the heavens and the Host. Castiel looks up into the dark sky in awe and reverence for his Father's creations, seemingly at peace. He's still aware of his surroundings; he's merely taking the time to praise the Lord in his mind.
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Floor Eleven: No Walls
Castiel grunts when he feels pressure on his wings, as if an external force is keeping them inside his vessel. Glancing around, he notices the lack of walls on this floor, which, he deduces, could be the reason to his clipped wings. Everything in this room is strange, and the angel decides not to linger too long, unless he bumps into someone on the stairs.
Setting: See under the cut.
Format: Prose or brackactions, I'm okay with anything!~
Summary: Castiel explores the new floors, being socially awkward as usual.
Warnings: TBA.
Floor Thirteen: Cathedral
The house of his Father, or at least, that's what it seems to be. Castiel takes a quick look around, taking note of the murmurs he hears. It doesn't seem like angel communication, since he can't make out what the murmurs are, but they are soft enough to make him feel like he's connected to his brethren again. Taking a seat in one of the pews, he closes his eyes, head bowed and hands clasped together.
"Father..."
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Floor Twelve: Space
It felt like the beginning of time again, when his Father created the heavens and the Host. Castiel looks up into the dark sky in awe and reverence for his Father's creations, seemingly at peace. He's still aware of his surroundings; he's merely taking the time to praise the Lord in his mind.
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Floor Eleven: No Walls
Castiel grunts when he feels pressure on his wings, as if an external force is keeping them inside his vessel. Glancing around, he notices the lack of walls on this floor, which, he deduces, could be the reason to his clipped wings. Everything in this room is strange, and the angel decides not to linger too long, unless he bumps into someone on the stairs.

FLOOR 12
"It's beautiful, isn't it?" She finally spoke as she saw Castiel. "Until it all gets destroyed."
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"To be able to make so much, it's impressive." She glanced around the sky before looking back at him, "Have you been well?"
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Floor 12
He blinked, each floor got stranger, from rooms full of fish to forests inside and swimming pools. This one looked like he had stepped into the sky. He saw the man there and gave a polite nod.
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"Hello," he said gruffly, still looking at the cat.
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Floor 13
He looked like he might be in pain, or upset or something, and Sollux considered for a few moments whether he cared before trotting over towards him.
"Hey, ith everything okay?" he asked, slipping into the seat beside the human so he could be heard. The acoustics in this place were weird.
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Grey skin, orange-yellow horns. Must be a troll like Kanaya.
"You are a troll."
Yep, Castiel is the master of obvious.
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The guy seemed pretty chill, though Sollux was automatically wary around any adult, even if it was just a human adult. In some ways, that was worse, since he was an alien. Still, even though he was frowning at Sollux, he didn't seem aggressive.
"But you didn't anthwer my quethtion," he prompted, flashing a smile full of a few too many pointed teeth.
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Floor 11
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Floor 13
He'll pass by Castiel, more intent on exploring for the moment.
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"...it got quiet."
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FLOOR TWELVE I APOLOGIZE IN ADVANCE FOR HOW THIS MIGHT GO
"What are you doing?"
I AM ACTUALLY LOOKING FORWARD TO THIS
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13 Cathedral
But the guy in the pew he noticed, but didn't bug him, instead he just watched, leaning easily on one of the massive carved columns.
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"Not many come up here. I think you're the first non-nation I've seen."
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It's quite lovely isn't it. The Veil, the place I resided after Alternia was destroyed, was in space like this, but it wasn't as visually appealing.
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Your world is destroyed, you say.
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