Chapter 5 ✒ Video

[writeswrongs]

[Hello there, Asgard. Enjoy a message from everyone's favorite mystery writer and wannabe cop. He's currently sitting in his room, his brow furrowed in thought.]

I have a question.

[He pauses, trying to determine the most delicate way to ask this.]

What if we don't want to fight in this supposed war that is coming our way?

[This place isn't that bad. He's met some really great people that he likes. But to be honest? He cares about Beckett and Alexis. They're the only ones that he wants or needs to protect, and would be willing to give his life for. What the hell does he care about the gods and their stupid war with each other? None of this is worth any of their lives.]

What are they going to do? Pull us out of the halls and drop us into a battlefield?

[Maybe he shouldn't have said that out loud because that's probably exactly what they'd do. Castle sure as hell didn't sign up for this. And wouldn't the gods want people who were actually interested in fighting?

He wonders if a deal could be struck. What would be the price for sending he, Beckett and Alexis back home?]

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[writeswrongs]

My daughter is here. I don't want her in this.

Thanks.

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[thawing]

I'm sorry.

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[writeswrongs]

It's ok. You should meet her.

What are you going to do when/if this war happens?

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[thawing]

I have some skills that might be of value.

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[writeswrongs]

[He doesn't doubt that.]

What power did the gods so lovingly bestow upon you?

[thawing]

Body control.

I haven't used it since that fucking camping trip though.

[writeswrongs]

Does that mean you can control other peoples' bodies?

[thawing]

It does.

[Duh Castle.]

[writeswrongs]

[He doesn't know about everyone's power, geez, Lisbeth.]

So I guess if some bad thing comes charging at you, you can just redirect them.

[thawing]

Yes, that'd be the more practical use.

[writeswrongs]

Or you could make people pick their nose or something.]