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milliways_bar2009-01-14 08:49 pm
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There is a man in a suit and trench coat standing stock still in the middle of the bar.
Castiel is perfectly at ease; arms at his sides, occasionally turning his head to observe the comings and goings around him.
Just taking everything in.
That is why he was sent here. To learn from what he finds. Learning requires observation.
Of course, he's still getting used to inhabiting a corporeal body. It may not have occurred to him yet that, standing as he is in the path of patron traffic, he might be in anyone's way.
[OOC: If you are playing a demon this evening, please ping me before tagging at IFeelLikeAJoan. Many thanks!]
[Tiny Tag: Castiel]
Castiel is perfectly at ease; arms at his sides, occasionally turning his head to observe the comings and goings around him.
Just taking everything in.
That is why he was sent here. To learn from what he finds. Learning requires observation.
Of course, he's still getting used to inhabiting a corporeal body. It may not have occurred to him yet that, standing as he is in the path of patron traffic, he might be in anyone's way.
[OOC: If you are playing a demon this evening, please ping me before tagging at IFeelLikeAJoan. Many thanks!]
[Tiny Tag: Castiel]
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"Oh. I didn't know the door went there." He can't resist a glance at it, but refocuses on Castiel fairly quickly.
"All those I've met here came from an Earth or somewhere like it," he says. "Not there, anyway. How long's it been since you were on Earth?"
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Castiel looks confused.
"You are an angel. Surely you came from Heaven as well."
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He shakes his head slowly.
"Two thousand years. No wonder Himself thought you might want to do some catching up. You know if you're gonna be stationed on Earth after this?"
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Castiel's brow furrows.
As far as he is aware, all of his kind were called away from Earth centuries ago. Forbidden to return. Unlike demons who walk it at will.
Castiel does not know how to figure Raguel into this.
"I do not yet know if I am to be sent back to Earth," he adds, a little absently, as he tries to un-knot this puzzle. "I pray that I am not."
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"And for noticing, I'm going to get you a drink," he says, leading Castiel in the direction of the bar.
"You only have demons on Earth? Can't be very pleasant for the humans, then. I guess it's not so bad living there, once you get used to it. And assuming you can go back home," he adds.
"What's your pois-- er. What do you like to drink?"