[ considering how successful cas was at annoying the empty into booting him, would you really want him in there with you, michael?
he scrunches his nose at the mention of naomi, petulantly sinking back into the corner of the confessional like he's ready to snuggle down and pass out again. ]
Naomi's last penance program didn't really stick.
[ and apparently neither have endless others, if her rant about him and his chassis crack is to be believed. castiel's wary to answer michael's question, suspicious it'll be just another opportunity to berate him, but he is trying to siphon power from his brother's general aura. cas supposes he owes him something for that. and, the whole saving him from drowning him thing. ]
He stole it to use in a spell, from the Angel Tablet. [ he shifts again, clearly uncomfortable with the story, and michael's too keen observation of him. ] Sam and Dean were closing the Hell gates, Metatron told me we'd shut Heaven's doors with all the angels inside, and give them the opportunity to heal and move forward together.
[ eyes cast down, at his knees half pulled up to fit into the small confessional bench. ]
I assumed I'd be imprisoned or executed on return, but — penance. [ a shrug. it's heaven he wounded, it's heaven that should've chosen his punishment (and really, they did already - thanks naomi - but castiel is a glutton for punishment). ] The spell did shut the doors, but ejected every angel from our home. Own wings burned as we fell.
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he scrunches his nose at the mention of naomi, petulantly sinking back into the corner of the confessional like he's ready to snuggle down and pass out again. ]
Naomi's last penance program didn't really stick.
[ and apparently neither have endless others, if her rant about him and his chassis crack is to be believed. castiel's wary to answer michael's question, suspicious it'll be just another opportunity to berate him, but he is trying to siphon power from his brother's general aura. cas supposes he owes him something for that. and, the whole saving him from drowning him thing. ]
He stole it to use in a spell, from the Angel Tablet. [ he shifts again, clearly uncomfortable with the story, and michael's too keen observation of him. ] Sam and Dean were closing the Hell gates, Metatron told me we'd shut Heaven's doors with all the angels inside, and give them the opportunity to heal and move forward together.
[ eyes cast down, at his knees half pulled up to fit into the small confessional bench. ]
I assumed I'd be imprisoned or executed on return, but — penance. [ a shrug. it's heaven he wounded, it's heaven that should've chosen his punishment (and really, they did already - thanks naomi - but castiel is a glutton for punishment). ] The spell did shut the doors, but ejected every angel from our home. Own wings burned as we fell.