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asgardeventide2012-03-18 12:55 pm
ofthursday) wrote in asgardeventide2012-03-18 12:55 pm
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005 [Video]
[Prepare, Asgard; another of the Supernatural cast is on your screen and there's no car involved, which means seriousness and general nerding is to come.]
So it seems the stabbings were related to the Ides of March, as Sam and several others have posited, which coincides with the warning of the man that had been wandering the city. This raises several issues beyond the simple consequence of injury.
One, which is the most minor, is that time seems to be passing differently here. The time between the Valentine's Ball and the Ides of March was perceived as only half of what it should have been. This could be a simply difference in this dimension, in that what would normally be twenty-four hour periods are forty-eight, or a trick of how we are measuring time in our minds. It is something to be aware of, if not particularly consequential as of this moment.
[And though his tone has been generally just factual so far, it shifts to more serious now.]
The other, however, is why there would be attacks on us to begin with. Either this is work of another outside kingdom or the gods themselves, and the latter seems most likely as some have been receiving gifts instead of injury. As the pattern emerging so far is that those who listened to the man were rewarded and those who did not were harmed, it's a clear enough warning from the gods about what they expect us to be doing, which to believe in what we are told without skepticism or questioning.
[And this is the part Castiel is most focused on, because his warning bells have been going off since the moment their 'purpose' here had been told to them.]
To several, my stance in the matter of this war we are supposedly here for has been made clear, but I will state it for the others. There are great parallels in what is happening here and something that occurred in my world, in which doing as asked and fighting in the required war caused exactly what it was supposed to prevent, because the leaders had orchestrated it in that way. Questioning was not allowed, and doubt or refusal to do as told had severe consequences.
[There's a faint flicker in his neutral expression for a moment at that, before he covers it.]
It seems a risk here as well, but it is those situations that require doubt the most.
So it seems the stabbings were related to the Ides of March, as Sam and several others have posited, which coincides with the warning of the man that had been wandering the city. This raises several issues beyond the simple consequence of injury.
One, which is the most minor, is that time seems to be passing differently here. The time between the Valentine's Ball and the Ides of March was perceived as only half of what it should have been. This could be a simply difference in this dimension, in that what would normally be twenty-four hour periods are forty-eight, or a trick of how we are measuring time in our minds. It is something to be aware of, if not particularly consequential as of this moment.
[And though his tone has been generally just factual so far, it shifts to more serious now.]
The other, however, is why there would be attacks on us to begin with. Either this is work of another outside kingdom or the gods themselves, and the latter seems most likely as some have been receiving gifts instead of injury. As the pattern emerging so far is that those who listened to the man were rewarded and those who did not were harmed, it's a clear enough warning from the gods about what they expect us to be doing, which to believe in what we are told without skepticism or questioning.
[And this is the part Castiel is most focused on, because his warning bells have been going off since the moment their 'purpose' here had been told to them.]
To several, my stance in the matter of this war we are supposedly here for has been made clear, but I will state it for the others. There are great parallels in what is happening here and something that occurred in my world, in which doing as asked and fighting in the required war caused exactly what it was supposed to prevent, because the leaders had orchestrated it in that way. Questioning was not allowed, and doubt or refusal to do as told had severe consequences.
[There's a faint flicker in his neutral expression for a moment at that, before he covers it.]
It seems a risk here as well, but it is those situations that require doubt the most.
[Video // Private // Unhackable]
If you will him away, can you sleep in that time?
[Video // Private // Unhackable]
He spent almost two centuries being tortured in Hell.
Sleep wouldn't come easily even if he didn't have the problem of insanity.]
[Video // Private // Unhackable]
You are in the library, correct?
[Video // Private // Unhackable]
[Or attempting to. He's not getting much done.]
[Video // Private // Unhackable]
[He's not leaving you alone any longer right now.]
[Video // Private // Unhackable]
The door's unlocked. It's the room in the back.
[Video // Private // Unhackable]
If you would like to attempt sleep, I will wake you if necessary.
[If he starts having nightmares, that is.]
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It's alright. I'll fall asleep when I fall asleep.
[He doesn't want to have Castiel just staring at him sleep, either, that's just awkward. 8|]
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[He actually sits up on the table, lifting a hand to inspect a cut on the side of his wrist that he'd damage drained off of one of the town's people.]
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Where did you get that?
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[He's getting better and better at controlling his ability, and has been learning to drain only a portion of the damage off.]
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How deep is it?
[And Sam reaches at a table, for a small white case. This room is now his, dammit, so he keeps things in it. Like the inevitable first aid kit for whenever Castiel does something stupid or Dean does something stupid or Castiel decides to take damage away from random people he meets in the street.
aka. Do something stupid.]
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[It had been deeper on the person originally, but Castiel had only drained part of it; it hadn't been even like he'd intended, but he'd only pulled about 75% of it onto himself. Of course, there isn't a lot between skin and bone on the wrist, so it looks worse than it actually is.]
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Here, give me your wrist.
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What is that?
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[And, without much more warning, Sam promptly dumps the contents of the small bottle of peroxide onto the wound.]
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Was that necessary?
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[Stare.]
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[Would it?]
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Do you want to chance your hand falling off, Castiel.
Do you.]
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There. Painless.
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Does this need to be done every time?
[Because that will be really inconvenient.]
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[And Sam settles back into his chair with a sigh.]
You don't want to deal with the infection.
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If I had my normal healing ability, or even the one those of Sigyn are given, this would be so much simpler.
[Why would he get an ability that does him damage in return? As far as he knows, only Damage Drain is such a double-edged sword, and though he's glad he can use it to help his friends, it's still frustrating. But maybe the whole point of it is the sacrifice.]
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