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[ofthursday]

[Castiel is using audio rather than video simply because he doesn't want the questions about how bad he looks after the last curse, which thankfully wore off this morning. He has a great deal of sleeping to catch up on, but there are important things to address first, the main one being a little awkward.]

A few days ago I was afflicted with a curse, and I may have... Injured someone, or potentially more than one person. I'm not certain who or how badly due to the nature of the curse, but whoever might have been, or anyone, I apologize. I hope whatever damage done was not too great.

[He really hadn't meant to hurt anyone; he isn't even sure he did. Everything was so mixed up and still is, and he's quiet several seconds before continuing with the rest of what he was supposed to address.]

I am attempting to compile a detailed listing of powers and what is possible at each level of strength. Those who are willing to provide descriptions of your abilities and how they have changed as your power increased would be appreciated.

[There's something else he's supposed to mention, but he's not sure about doing it at the moment with everything else going on. That and he's not entirely sure it's possible to filter away from the gods, which would be useful, and he needs to look into that first.

So instead he just ends the feed there.]

Comments

[whitelighting]

What was the curse?

[ofthursday]

[He pauses a moment, deciding how to explain it, before choosing simply:]

Hallucinations.

[whitelighting]

[ ... Huh ] What did I look like? Or what was I? [ She's surprisingly calm about this for... well, everything ]

[ofthursday]

[He's a little surprised by the question, and quickly puts two and two together.]

Did I attack you?

[He doesn't answer the questions because he honestly doesn't know, because he doesn't know which of the things he'd seen was actually her. But he feels like he owes her an explanation, so he finally elaborates a bit.]

Most individuals were appearing as creatures from my world called Leviathan.

[whitelighting]

Yeah, but it's not a big deal. [ And with how she says it it actually sounds like it wasn't, at least now he's explained it ]

What's a Leviathan? [ Sorry, Castiel, but she's curious. And you said creature ]

[ofthursday]

Are you still hurt?

[He could drain the injuries if she is; he feels more than a little guilty for doing this, even if she seems to understand and appears to be alright.]

They're the oldest beings in Creation. They are made of darkness and corruption, and they consume anything and everything in their paths.

[whitelighting]

No, I'm okay. There's a bonus to living in Sigyn district. [ Though she didn't answer their questions of how - specifically who, when she doesn't know who herself ]

Oh. Well, that definitely sucks then. [ No kidding ] How'd you get rid of it?

[ofthursday]

That is good. I'm... I'm sorry I attacked you.

[It's awkward, because he doesn't even know who she was, but he wonders if she might've been the one he spoke to early, about the districts.]

I didn't. It isn't possible to kill a Leviathan.

[whitelighting]

That wasn't really your fault. [ Normally she'd probably be more pissed about the whole thing but he was cursed, and this Leviathan thing has her curious ]

So where did it go? Wait, is it still out there?

[ofthursday]

I should not have left the house.

[He'd thought he was okay, and obviously not. So he still considers it his fault.]

I likely imagined it. I imagined a lot of them, and were they truly here, they would not have the powers or appearance as I saw them.

[whitelighting]

Look, did you know that you'd see that and would just start attacking people? I'm going to go with no. [ Otherwise he was kind of just dumb and, well, she doesn't want to go there ]

Then everything's fine. It's already happened, you should just put it behind you. I have. [ See, no anger or blame here ]

How about we just start again. I'm Paige.

[ofthursday]

[He shakes his head slightly at her first question, affirming her statement; he had no idea he'd see what he did, or that he would feel he had no choice but to fight. Sam hadn't, when he'd been hallucinating, but of course it would have affected them differently.

He wants to argue that it's not something that can just be brushed off like that, but he's not going to press it. If she'd put it behind her, he's fortunate, and he's glad it seems not to have bothered her too greatly. So instead he nods at her suggestion to start over.]

Castiel. How long have you been here?

[whitelighting]

It's good to meet you, Castiel. [ And it's a good job - possibly for the both of them - that he didn't press the issue, because she's pretty strong in her belief on this and she would argue that out. Or try and make her point more strongly ]

And, oh, just about a month. [ About a week shy of it, but getting in to trouble quickly was just about normal for her. The day she'd found out she was a witch she was in a big mess, it happened ] Time's really flown.

[ofthursday]

I have been here since the first day the travelers arrived, just over five months ago.

[It's felt like a lot longer for him, in contrast; he's pretty sure it's because so much has happened in that time, though.]

[whitelighting]

The first day. That's pretty monumental. [ And somehow she still manages to understate it. A little more emphasis to accompany your words, Paige? ] So I guess you know just about everything here, then?

[ofthursday]

[Emphasis is for easily excited people.]

Far from it, unfortunately. I still have many questions about this place.

[whitelighting]

[ When people don't talk about war and she isn't attacked, that would be her ]

Did any of your old ones get answered?