031 [Video] | Forward-dated to Wednesday afternoon

[wingsandwill]

[Castiel's been using text for the few and far between comments he's made to the network since the event started, but he simply doesn't care to continue doing so. He looks even more disheveled than usual, but his expression is almost eerily blank in contrast; for those that know him well enough to tell, it's not his usual neutral countenance, or even the way he normally looks when he's upset. His eyes are hollow and he's clearly not doing well in regards to the event, but his voice is steady and as unsettlingly detached as his expression.]

There must be someone with the capability to negate the need for sleep. Whoever can do this, whatever your terms for doing so are, they are acceptable.

[He either doesn't notice or doesn't care how desperate the words sound, and his tone never changes. He doesn't even know if 'awake' is the right term; he might be hallucinating now, and when he's in his world he's 'awake'. He can't tell. As it is, he's either already insane or he becomes so in the future, and even if the city is real, maybe he's already gone over the edge here too.

But he won't know--or at least it won't become a nonissue--until Sunday, if it is an event, and if it stops then. And until then, he can't deal with the dreams, or the visions, or the hallucinations or whatever they are that happen whenever he falls asleep. He will find a way to stay awake, whatever it takes.]

Comments

[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

Tell Raphael to cough up your Grace before you do something really stupid?

[wingsandwill.livejournal.com]

I could tell her, but it would likely be ineffectual.

[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

I think having you snap and turn into a homicidal killing machine ought to make her change her tune.

[wingsandwill.livejournal.com]

She's convinced I'm such regardless.

[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

Why is there always one idiot in this family bound and determined not to get along with the rest? And leave it to Raphael to be the difficult one. [Muttering] Jesus Barnaby Christ.

[wingsandwill.livejournal.com]

[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

[HE CAN MAKE IT CLEARER.] Do not kill anyone. That's kinda letting the terrorists win.

[wingsandwill.livejournal.com]

[checkoutpandora.livejournal.com]

[A beat.] Unless they really deserve it, but that's your judgement call, not the call of some asshole who wants to watch you go Patrick Bateman.

[thelightbringer]

He's mortal and clearly zoned out, don't tell him to leave it up to his judgment. [Duh, Gabriel.]

[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

Okay, point. But if I just tell him not to kill anyone, then I look like the hypocrite.

[thelightbringer]

[Dryly] You're an archangel, do as you say, not as you do.

We should bring him to stay with one of us while this is going on.

[flameandpassion]

He's fine where he is.

[It's not confrontational or angry, but there's that edge in her tone.

He's staying home. He's sure as hell not staying with you. Go die in a fire. Thank you kindly. She'll send her congratulations on your combustibility later.]

[Private // Unhackable]

[flameandpassion]

His nightmares are about when they tried to reprogram him.

[WHO CARES ABOUT YOUR TOPIC. She doesn't. Because zombie Cas freaks her out. Fix it. 8|]

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[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

I thought they already did this nightmare bullshit.

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[flameandpassion]

They aren't just nightmares. They feel -- real.

[She purses her lips together.]

He was okay near the beginning of it, but he's acted like this all day.

[Private // Unhackable]

[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

Annd you want me to take a peek in his grapefruit and see if I can do anything, because I'm the sensible brother who always does nice things?

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[flameandpassion]

He's looking at suicide as a viable option so he doesn't fall asleep, Gabriel.

[8(]

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[checkoutpandora.livejournal.com]

Well, since you put it like that...

[Private // Unhackable]

[flameandpassion]

Please?

[SHE SAID. PLEASE.]

[Private // Unhackable]

[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

Okay, okay. Twist my arm. I'm on it.

[Private // Unhackable]

[flameandpassion]

-- thanks.

I'll open the doors for you.

[You're the only angel allowed inside the Temple that isn't a crippled one. 8|]

OFFLINE

[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

[Gabriel strolls in a few minutes later and proceeds to whistle and shout.]

Honey? I'm home.

OFFLINE

[flameandpassion]

[She cringes, at the shouting, from upstairs, before she slides out of a side-room to yell down the stairs:]

That's not necessary!

OFFLINE

[painhumbles.livejournal.com]

What? I thought you wanted Castiel awake.