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@goro.akechi | after the election results

[impede]

As you can see, taking a stance ultimately hurt nothing. But then, I doubt we had much of an influence after all. We never went as boldly forward as I hoped.

But still, I can't say that's why I'm following up.

How did you break heaven?

[unwings]

What had you hoped for?

That is a long, complicated, and unpleasant story.
Spanning perhaps several different incidents of... breaking.

[impede]

To make it clear that we'll be political players, rather than reactive idealists. Some people seem as if they're ready to make the leap, but won't. I know you're concerned about us being on the same page, but I, personally, don't feel as if I've been consulted for many Displaced actions. Why should I depend upon it now?

[Plus, there is the chaotic element: he wants to see what will happen. To act more than just out of paranoia and see how the world responds. But he won't declare that much.]

Is it a story I'm not meant to ask about?

[bornrussian]

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@ellie.miller

[notathreat]

[cont. from here.]

Mostly for whoever's probably reading this and thinking I'm gonna be an irresponsible asshole with bombs. I'm not, by the way.

[She's a methodical asshole with bombs. And yes. She's going to make some bombs. If there's monsters, they need bombs.]

Some military training, but no. Not a soldier. Think more on the apocalypse side of things.

[unwings]

Utilizing the ammonium nitrate in fertilizer - resourceful. We have some, should you need it.

[ if she were younger, less clearly capable, if cas hadn't witnessed her expertly handle their scramble in the dreamscape, maybe he'd be more concerned, but castiel's never been terribly precautious either way. sometimes you just gotta slap some emergency bombs together, ok, it's a fact of life. ]

I understand. It's our... seventh apocalypse, in my home universe, I think. Depending on how you're counting. How'd it happen for you?

[notathreat]

Easiest way I know. I can do smoke bombs too but that's gonna take some cooking. And open space I don't have. Maybe later.

[Allow her just a moment to digest that. Fucksake. Seven. How are people still alive? Humanity's barely hanging on in her world after one, and they're killing each other off.

... and Castiel MIGHT actually know what she's talking about, if she tries to explain. If he knows a lot about plants.]

Seven. Jesus christ.

I mean. Sorry.

[For the "Christ" or the apocalypses, Ellie?]

Do you know what parasitic cordyceps are? The fungus?

@john.blake

[oversight]

What are the odds your friend has hard feelings over my critique? I didn't fully realize it was a personal passion project for him.

[unwings]

Dean, he... often sounds more caustic than he's feeling in actuality. [ it's the times when he's quiet in his anger that you really need to worry. ] A warm reception may be asking too much, but I don't believe you're beyond reconciliation.

Dean's what some would call 'an acquired taste'.

[oversight]

Sometimes the line between satire and art isn't quite so defined. Thanks for the heads up. I didn't realize he was your friend.

@robert.plant

[righteously]

i'm cookin dinner tonight
what time you gonna be home?

[unwings]

My shift ends in an hour.
Do you need anything from the store? I can stop by on the way home.

[righteously]

nah don't sweat it
tofu sadness cricket tacos or tofu sadness cricket burgers?

The Aerie (au event) | @castiel

[unwings]

@robert.plant

[righteously]

Hey.

( Nailing it. )

[unwings]

[ this was not expected for another 3 weeks and 1 adventure at least. confused? concerned?? ]

Hello, Dean.

( action )

[righteously]

( So, Dean teleported to Lance. That was a thing that actually happened. Not a whole lot of time in the moment to screw around with it, but afterward he spent a solid twenty minutes in his work's parking lot trying to zap himself home. Or to the bar. Or to the inside of his job. Or even three feet to the freakin' left.

Nothing.

A stroke of sudden genius hits when he wonders if it's people he can teleport to. Sam's the first person he tries, even knowing the guy's still trapped in the Aerie. No dice, not totally shocking.

Cas is next.

He closes his eyes.

Concentrates on trying to get to the guy.

Shoop!

Ah, yes. Hello. Have one Dean Winchester chest to chest with you in the middle of your shower. This surely won't get immediately awkward. )

[unwings]

[ showers are becoming less and less safe in this household. cas is midway through rinsing shampoo from his hair, when shoop. suddenly, dean in all his flanneled glory is standing nearly flush to cas's chest, becoming steadily soaked under the warm, slightly soapy, shower spray.

so, that's an unexpected development.

for a solid twenty seconds, cas is frozen, like his angel brain bluescreened and he needs a moment to do a reboot. fingers still threaded in his soapy hair, eyes gone deer in the headlights wide, his throat bobs as swallows thickly. ]

Dean.

[ hello, hi, welcome to his shower, how are you, hope the temperature's okay?? ]

You, um. Teleport now.

[ so that's nice? cas should probably be doing something about this. stepping back to give him space, maybe grabbing a towel, turning off the water. none of that is happening. just a lot of shocked staring, not daring to glance lower than dean's eyes. ]

@jimmy.page | immediately post-Aerie

[remorseful]

[Just as things with Dean will proceed to be awkward, so will things with Castiel.

But Sam isn't the type to avoid him, even during the potential for that.]

Hey man, just letting you know that I made it back and out okay. I know you've been around.

[unwings]

[ no fallout from the aerie has been more awkward than with dean, and while sam wasn't best self there, none of them were. it hasn't rocked his faith in him. castiel's resolved to putting the memories of that life behind him, an inevitably healthy coping mechanism, which is why he's at work, making the valiant attempt at distraction while yanking up overgrown weeds and vines to clear out the gardens at sunpeak.

spotting the username, cas smiles, a part of his anxiety eased with sam's return. he'll bumble through the awkwardness, more filled with relief to have his friend home and (relatively) safe. ]

Sam. Condolences for your recent death. I'm at the gardens now. Have you seen Dean yet?

@ellie.miller

[notathreat]

I forgot to ask but did you plants make it through all the aerie bullshit?

[unwings]

Rather too well, I think. The first week back required more vine trimming than I'd have liked. Sunpeak is still in the recovery process.

@lexa.trikru

[coalitions]

Glimmer is gone.

I was going to ask her to make the public post informing people of our civilian training program and request for other trainers.

I have not made a public post before.

[Is she asking him to, or is she just looking for some psyching up? Who knows!]

[unwings]

If you'd rather not, I can make the announcement.

[ he hasn't made a public post yet either, but doesn't feel any level of intimidation around it. ]

Or I could assist in fielding replies.

[coalitions]

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