( Even though things are good between him and Dean, Castiel still has his own things to do and his own people to check in on. And he knows that space is tantamount in a relationship. Even if he always goes back to Dean's. (Or, he will until they're locked in.)
Castiel has a table to himself, a cardigan pulled over his usual shirt-tie combo, trench-coat draped over the chair he's in.
Very good. Maybe the best I've been in a long time. ( But, she asked. ) I hope that's not insensitive. I know things were complicated by your recent dream home.
( As much as Cas has grown, he still has a striking bluntness he'll never lose. But, he understands humanity that much better. )
[Sometimes she's a fruity drink kind of girl, but today she also goes for the whiskey, though she'll take hers neat.]
I wish it was, honestly.
[She's told she saves Nicole, but until she looks at Nicole with her own two eyes, there's still that nagging thought of what if something goes wrong. What if her killing Margo backlashes on her girlfriend somehow? It's a big ol mess.]
I, too, encountered the garden. My - son, he entered it. It seems we have a lot in common, Waverly. But, the garden I am speaking of was light, and warmth, and it restored his soul. It sounds like the opposite of the garden you were taken into.
( He notices her fidget, and how humans do that to preoccupy their hands. It gives them something that grounds them. )
I did. A girlfriend and my sister and ... I'm twenty-five years-old. I shouldn't be making forever choices at twenty-five, my brain is barely developed enough to not make dumb choices.
[As evidenced by a network call she will make later this month.]
Maybe, a little. Some if it seems like it was inevitable. Either force someone to stand there and lose their mind bleeding into a box for all eternity or take the throne. If neither of those things happened, she would go free.
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Date: 2020-12-11 03:22 am (UTC)[She pauses, before sending a follow up.]
Do you want to get a drink?
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Date: 2020-12-11 03:26 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2020-12-11 03:49 am (UTC)[And ten minutes later she will return from the library, bundled in her coat, and make her way to the bar to look for her friend.]
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Date: 2020-12-11 03:58 am (UTC)Castiel has a table to himself, a cardigan pulled over his usual shirt-tie combo, trench-coat draped over the chair he's in.
He stands when she approaches. )
Hello, Waverly.
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Date: 2020-12-11 04:02 am (UTC)[She offers him a smile as she starts to undo her coat, to drape over the back of her own chair.]
How've you been?
[It's certainly been a while, and it's hard to tell if she's being polite or stalling.]
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Date: 2020-12-11 04:09 am (UTC)( As much as Cas has grown, he still has a striking bluntness he'll never lose. But, he understands humanity that much better. )
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Date: 2020-12-11 04:14 am (UTC)No, that's good. Especially in a place like this, we should grab our happiness where we can get it.
[And it's good to know that not everything has been terrible for everyone lately.]
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Date: 2020-12-11 04:20 am (UTC)( Or, near her grasp? A demon does approach to take orders, eyes red and - somehow inviting. Maybe they're in a good mood today.
He looks to Waverly, taking note of what she orders. He'll order a simple whiskey on the rocks. )
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Date: 2020-12-11 04:31 am (UTC)I wish it was, honestly.
[She's told she saves Nicole, but until she looks at Nicole with her own two eyes, there's still that nagging thought of what if something goes wrong. What if her killing Margo backlashes on her girlfriend somehow? It's a big ol mess.]
But I think I have a long way to go.
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Date: 2020-12-11 04:33 am (UTC)( Or is it both? )
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Date: 2020-12-11 04:42 am (UTC)[She pauses, reaching forward and playing with one of the napkins, just to have something to do with her hands.]
First off ... I made it to the Garden. And it's a prison, not a paradise.
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Date: 2020-12-11 04:47 am (UTC)( He notices her fidget, and how humans do that to preoccupy their hands. It gives them something that grounds them. )
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Date: 2020-12-11 04:53 am (UTC)[She swallows as she looks up at him again.]
It was cold and barren, and it needed a tribute of blood to keep a creature named Eve locked away, or an angel to keep the doors closed.
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Date: 2020-12-11 04:57 am (UTC)( Is he involved, too? )
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Date: 2020-12-13 03:05 am (UTC)[Which, could happen, but Waverly still had a lot of questions.]
Anyway, I pretty much failed at that. She got because I wasn't willing to give up my life to stay.
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Date: 2020-12-13 07:03 am (UTC)( He could see how one might rage against humanity in that case. Being left behind by God. )
You had a life to return to.
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Date: 2020-12-16 02:37 am (UTC)[As evidenced by a network call she will make later this month.]
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Date: 2020-12-17 09:24 pm (UTC)( Maybe the one. And anything dealing with a Winchester or Winchester family. )
You don't blame yourself for Eve escaping, do you?
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Date: 2020-12-18 04:11 am (UTC)Maybe, a little. Some if it seems like it was inevitable. Either force someone to stand there and lose their mind bleeding into a box for all eternity or take the throne. If neither of those things happened, she would go free.
And then I let Wynonna talk me into not staying.