wingsandwill | 031 [Video] | Forward-dated to Wednesday afternoon

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031 [Video] | Forward-dated to Wednesday afternoon

[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.]

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[She looks a bit surprised. But in fact she finds it almost reassuring. Snape is not someone 'nice' but he was trustworthy. If he had offered a solution to Castiel, it'd be a valuable one. And he would be true to their agreement as long as Castiel would be as well.]

Oh. What are the terms of this agreement, then?

Potions that will negate the need for sleep for the remainder of the event, in exchange for some sort of favor in the future.

I suppose he tested the potions himself, made sure they worked, right?

What about that favor?

He said that they had been working for him, and that if they do not function for me for whatever reason, to speak with him.

I don't know what he would want.

[A nod.] That'll probably work. He's a Potion Master after all. [And you're human now.]

He might not know himself yet. [She pauses before adding with a smirk.] I trust you to keep this for yourself but... I have the same kind of arrangement with Jinx. She owes me one.

Could you tell her to cease causing problems between my brothers?

[A soft chuckle. Oh, Cas...]

You'd want me to waste a perfectly good favor over that?

Besides even if I asked, I doubt she could grant me that. As terrible as it sounds, I'm kinda convinced she can't help it. [She smirks.] Also Lucifer is the one who chose to invite her into his house... He should have known better.

It isn't just about Lucifer.

This is supposed to be confidential, but she is also now with Gabriel, it seems.

Oh. [Raven can tell Castiel is upset. And she can guess why. Jinx cheated on Lucifer. Not one of the smartest things to do, especially not with one of his brothers. But she can't say Gabriel comes as a surprise in this equation.] Well Gabriel has been obsessed with her for quite some time now. So I guess it was bound to happen but I wouldn't say she's the only one at fault there.

[Let's be honest, Gabriel's been chasing after Jinx since she arrived in Adstring. Anyway Castiel's right, Raven won't go speak about this with anyone, not even with Jinx.]

All three of them are acting foolishly.

Indeed. [A pause.] ...Is Lucifer angry with Gabriel? Do you think he'll refuse to work with Gabriel on getting out of here because of that?

He is, though as far I know it is not to the extent that it will be an issue in our plans as of yet.

That's already something.

[She pauses.]

So... you said you'd tell me about your 'dreams', right?

I've told you about Heaven before, about the consequences that can be incurred for misbehavior.

[She nods.] You have, yes.

Before I fully rebelled, I was caught attempting to pass information to Dean. I had yet to actually tell him anything, so the penalty was not that for rebellion, which is usually death. Instead, it was deemed that I'd simply become influenced, and strayed, and it might be possible to undo.

It's usually referred to 'reprogramming', but the more accurate term is 'brainwashing', I believe. Or simply torture.

The same happened to Anna, in my past and her future, and it drove her insane. In these hallucinations, or dreams, it's said the same has happened to me. The treatment is very similar to the cause.

You're not insane, Cas.

[But there's something cold to her voice. Anger. Anger toward the Animus who make him go through this again.]

So in those dreams they keep torturing you while pretending to be healing you?

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Essentially.

[A nod. Yes, that's how they do it. She knows. Arkham's therapists are good at that too. They don't torture her physically, only mentally. Telling her she needs help, that she can't control herself alone.]

What do they tell you?

What they told me before.

That I have lost my way. That I have strayed, or that I need to be reminded of what is real, and what my place is.

What are your dreams like?

They are angels too, right?

[She doesn't look at him either. She takes a sip of tea, trying to persuade herself she's telling him a story she heard and that happened to someone else.]

Back there in my world, in Gotham City, there's a psychiatric hospital called Arkham Asylum. All villains who are considered as legally insane are sent them. That's where I wake up. Usually locked up in a cell, when I'm not strapped on a bed because they say I tried to escape. Again.

Yes.

And you said that things change?

That sucks.

[There's not much else to say, is there? She nods at his question.]

I never actually went to Arkham. I only know how it looks like from the outside. So I figured the Animus wouldn't be able to use my memories and would have to make up this place. And since it's in their nature sometimes get confused, I started wondering if I could find some inconsistencies from one night to the other. And I did. Which means the asylum is fake. Even if it feels very real when I'm there.

That is clever. Though it can only prove it to you, at least there is that much.

Indeed. Because if I'm sure of it and you're able to trust me about it, then you don't need further proof, do you? [She's looking at him as well and her look is calm and even.] There's also the fact that when I'm here, I can explain the dreams: it's an event. When I'm there, I can't explain this place. They say I created it but how could I have created a whole year of daily memories. People with their looks, their names, their stories and abilities. Some of them unheard of in my world. The therapists keep saying that's the sign of insanity but I've never had that much imagination to begin with. [That's one of the reasons why she likes books so much.]

[She pauses a bit before reaching for his hand and squeezing it before pulling away.] And you're real, Cas. I know this for a fact. But you're never there, in the asylum. Real is where the people we wish to protect are. [A small smirk.] There are even two of you in this city now.

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