[ Cas paces across the gazebo, coming to sit quietly across from Obi-wan and his tea. Once offered his cup, Cas sips pensively at it while listening intently to Obi-wan's story about the crystals, the caves, and the trial to reach them. ]
Lightsaber. I've known light to be destructive, but only when wielded by angels. How have you made effective swords from it? [ He knows, he's seen the movies, but again, he'd rather hear Obi-wan describe it. The crystals must be some kind of conduit for Force, which is, as Cas understands it, the ambient energy of the universe, of creation and life. God isn't so much a singular entity, but spread out among all things in Obi-wan's reality. As a being composed of energy and light, the concept of being drawn through a crystal and altered into power for a weapon is partly terrifying, and another part intriguing. Not something he'd ever try, but intriguing. ]
You face yourself. How do mean?
[ What did Obi-wan face in that cave? What facet of himself did he have to overcome to move past it towards self-mastery? The description of the caves, however, feel so much like heaven, cas feel an ache in him for home. If all beings could feel the love and care an environment has for them, how the purpose and mission of the earth beneath their feet is to nurture the life it provides, perhaps humanity would find inner peace more accessibly. ]
That feeling of isolation, I understand it. [ He glances down into his tea, swirling it in the cup. ] I've been... unwelcome in my home, Heaven, in the dimension I came from. It's both our purpose to power Heaven, and the source that amplifies our abilities, a kind of symbiosis. But my brethren and I had several unfortunate disagreements. Being away so long, it feels like an emptiness. A missing piece.
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Lightsaber. I've known light to be destructive, but only when wielded by angels. How have you made effective swords from it? [ He knows, he's seen the movies, but again, he'd rather hear Obi-wan describe it. The crystals must be some kind of conduit for Force, which is, as Cas understands it, the ambient energy of the universe, of creation and life. God isn't so much a singular entity, but spread out among all things in Obi-wan's reality. As a being composed of energy and light, the concept of being drawn through a crystal and altered into power for a weapon is partly terrifying, and another part intriguing. Not something he'd ever try, but intriguing. ]
You face yourself. How do mean?
[ What did Obi-wan face in that cave? What facet of himself did he have to overcome to move past it towards self-mastery? The description of the caves, however, feel so much like heaven, cas feel an ache in him for home. If all beings could feel the love and care an environment has for them, how the purpose and mission of the earth beneath their feet is to nurture the life it provides, perhaps humanity would find inner peace more accessibly. ]
That feeling of isolation, I understand it. [ He glances down into his tea, swirling it in the cup. ] I've been... unwelcome in my home, Heaven, in the dimension I came from. It's both our purpose to power Heaven, and the source that amplifies our abilities, a kind of symbiosis. But my brethren and I had several unfortunate disagreements. Being away so long, it feels like an emptiness. A missing piece.