forum A Sort-of Lion, A few Witches, A Not-Quite Closet(malfunction). Stalkers wanted.

Started April 04, 2018 by @Ca1iCa1--Is--Tired

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Cas moved the bandages around his eyes back in place, reaching for his coffee. "Thank you. It does help a lot, actually," he said, sipping his coffee as he pet Orion. It was sort of odd, a human helping him heal instead of the other way around. Granted he hadn't been able to do that much for centuries, but it was still an odd change of pace

Lucy smiled softly and stood up from her seat, walking back into the living room to put the tin container away. She came back into the kitchen, going to the counter and pouring herself a mug of coffee. She didn’t put any creamer in it, it tasted better black to her. She scratched at the back of her neck, feeling for any remnants of a scar. There were none. The healing spell was stronger than her previous one. But it was in the black magic section, so it had to have a side effect, right? She tried not to let that bother her as she sat back at the table, sipping the hot drink.

“The wood on your back that’s showing, that won’t cause any major problems, will it?” She’s asked, trying to take her mind off the uneasiness she felt.

Cas shrugged. "Depends. As long as I don't have to use any of my actual magic, I should be able to avoid any…unintentional side effects," he said, sipping his coffee. There were other spots like the one on his back, but they were tiny and there weren't very many of them. "I'll just have to wait a while for them to heal, that's all."

A small frown formed on Lucy’s lips as she nodded slowly. “I do know a guy who could help at least temporarily close the holes, but his methods are.. not medically approved. He’s great with that stuff, don’t get me wrong, but he just doesn’t it in his own way. I don’t think Orion and Sam would like him, though. They’d be against the idea,” she murmured, fingers brushing though her slightly damp hair.

Cas shook his head, finishing off his coffee. "I'll be fine. Just because the ex-lover of my guardian almost killed me doesn't mean I won't survive," he said, picking at a few loose feathers on his arms

(I feel like I’m betraying Lucy, I’m starting on a photo of her hurt RIP)

Lucy gave a look of confusion, setting down her mug, elbows leaning against the table. “Ex-lover?” She questioned.

(well the best way to develop a character is to break them lol) Cas frowned, resting his head on one of his hands. "Ex-lover, yes. Samandriel is not the only guardian. He's one of trillions, actually. He just so happens to be one of the most powerful. Now, my guardian is also one of the most powerful. Or, was. Still trying to figure that out. But to make an incomprehensibly long story short, my guardian and Samandriel fell in love, fell out of love, and had a fight that nearly destroyed half the multiverse."

That must have been the woman Sam was telling her about before. “And I thought I had bad relationships,” she muttered, forcing a breathy laugh before going silent again. She took her glasses off, rubbing at her eyes for a moment as if it would wipe away the images still plastered into her mind. “I’m guessing she is just as dangerous?” She continued, wanting to slightly shift the conversation as she put her glasses back on.

"As of now, he's currently missing," Cas said quietly. He stared down into the bottom of his cup, expression changing to something unreadable. "He's been gone for several billion years. I still don't know what happened to him. But I'm sure he's not dead. At least, that's what all the signs currently point to."

Lucy nodded slowly in understanding. “Obviously not. I’ve never seen anything like all of that,” she said. She was going to take one hell of a meditation break at some point that day. That is, if she ever got another time to rest. Things seemed to be getting better, but by what Cas has been telling her, things could only slowly get worse.

Cas sighed. "You know, it gets so tiring to listen to people tell you your creator is dead. He's not, he isn't. Otherwise I would have been made the new guardian as soon as it happened. But Inspa tells me the curses were for my own good, that Balthazar's power has gone to a better cause." He scowled, frowning down at his hands. "I say bullshit. He's out there. She doesn't have his power. And I'll find him one day. And we'll fix the mess she made."

(My history teacher did a thing in class like: raise your hand if you're part this ethnicity.
I was just there unsure of everything XD)

(I used to get asked if I was Mexican so often it's not even funny lol
i would just say no and walk away.
Now when I say where I'm from people go: Huh? Where's that?
Me: DID Y'ALL NOT PAY ATTENTION IN GEOGRAPHY IN 7TH GRADE? IT'S IN EFFING CENTRAL AMERICA)

(wait I changed it to SomeKindaWriter)

//I cant find it???

//oof I’m just fully Chinese lmao

//o ok

//yeap

(Ugh the thing about “if you’re Hispanic then you’re Mexican” is sooo annoying)

Lucy nodded slowly in understanding as she listened to Cas. “He’s out there somewhere. Besides, now you have us four to help you look for him,” she said with a light smile.

Cas smiled a little. "I'd love for you all to meet him some day. If not now, then in the afterlife maybe. He's kind, and caring, and he would love to meet you all. He'd probably even try to give you gifts or something in exchange for taking care of his second." As they talked, Sam had woken up, but he hadn't moved. He lie there, not moving except to snuggle more on top of Lata. He didn't want to join in on the conversation, and would actually really like Cas to stop talking. So he tried to go back to sleep, the smallest frown on his face