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[Castiel is feeling much better and is essentially back to normal, so he's returned to video posts to ramble on at the populace about nerd issues.]

I have finished a compilation of the powers and what they are capable of at different levels of strength. Many of the powers there is little information available for, so if any of those who possess any lacking in details in this guide are willing to share what they know, it would be appreciated.

[And there is a file attachment of powers.txt available for download. After doing that, he glances at the screen and looks like he's cutting the feed, but he's actually setting a filter.]

[Filtered AWAY from TFW house/the SPN cast]

I meant to ask this some time ago, but there have been several distractions since then. However, I need to learn to fight more competently without a weapon. I am used to using my sword, or a gun, but there are times when neither is appropriate or available.

I can provide compensation if necessary for anyone willing to teach me.

[And now he ends the feed for real.]

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You shouldn't worry at all.

[She pushes herself up to circle behind him, sliding her arms around his shoulders for a loose hug as she rests her chin on his shoulder.]

I made all of these cookies with blue M&Ms because I felt like it and then I remembered that I know someone who eats them all out of the package first and leaves the rest for me.

[And she presses her lips against his cheek.]

There's a huge pile of them in the kitchen that you should investigate immediately for suspicious activity while I go get scissors.

That is like telling you not to worry about me.

[He rests his head sideways against hers for a moment as she sets her chin on her shoulder, then looks briefly puzzled at her comment about the M&Ms until she mentions there are some in the kitchen. Chocolate. He is all over that, and gently untangles himself from her to get to his feet, crossing to the door before he registers her last comment.]

Scissors?

You need a haircut.

[It's said lightly, from the next room over.]

Go get a cookie, I'll be there in a second.

My hair is fine.

[As it comically flops over his forehead in response to his words, unable to keep standing straight up under it's own weight. But he does as told, going to get a cookie.]

Of course it is.

[It's said airily as she crosses into the kitchen, with two sheets and scissors in hand. She lets him pick out his cookie as she spreads a sheet on the ground, placing a chair on top of it.]

I just want to make it better.

[He watches her work, frowning slightly, though he's mollified for the moment by the cookie.]

If I had my powers, my hair wouldn't grow and cause this issue.

[He'd never had to have it cut as Emmanuel.]

I know. But you don't have them -- and it's either this or I bring you to a professional.

[Once she's done, Daphne crosses over to loosely wrap her arms around his waist, resting her chin on his chest with a warm smile, in encouragement.]

But I assumed you would rather have me do it.

[He sighs, around the cookie, but looks down at her and nods.]

You are correct.

[She stands on her toes to just barely kiss his cheek, patting his chest lightly before moving back to the chair.]

So finish your cookie. It'll only take ten minutes, I promise.

Alright.

[But he looks more than a little suspicious about the whole thing. However he dutifully finishes his cookie, then looks at her for instructions.]

Sit down.

[She gently nudges him into the chair before hugging him from behind, kissing his temple with a slight laugh.]

I won't hurt you, I promise. Just sit still.

[And Daphne wraps the sheet around him, to keep his clothes clean.]

It'll be over before you know it.

I know that you won't.

[It's soft but genuine; that isn't at all a fear. He just doesn't want to sit still and be covered in clipped hair, that's about his own problem, really.]

[She presses her lips against his temple again before squeezing his shoulders.]

Let me take care of you for a little bit.

[And Daphne ruffles up his hair, amused.]

You can go back to cookies afterwards.

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