[ He's lost count of how many times he's tried convincing himself to approach Dean over the last several days. If nothing else, he's persistent, and Castiel can't afford to lose his only friend to this. To Zelien or the mistakes he makes that he hadn't considered to be mistakes. But it's growing tiresome to repeat himself over and over, try to persuade the other man to see his side of things. He'd do anything to prove his loyalty to him, to their cause. Unfortunately, he thinks it might be suicide to attempt it.
At least recklessness seems to burn in his blood.
It's how he finds himself outside the place he'd been ousted from, waiting. There's no one inside, and he isn't sure it's good luck or bad that Sam isn't around. A buffer would have been welcome, though he doubts the younger Winchester's own affiliations with the devil would go over particularly well. Castiel leans against the wall, out in the open and arms crossed with intent. Even if he has to wait hours, he's going to fight to be heard. ]
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Date: 2014-03-16 10:52 pm (UTC)At least recklessness seems to burn in his blood.
It's how he finds himself outside the place he'd been ousted from, waiting. There's no one inside, and he isn't sure it's good luck or bad that Sam isn't around. A buffer would have been welcome, though he doubts the younger Winchester's own affiliations with the devil would go over particularly well. Castiel leans against the wall, out in the open and arms crossed with intent. Even if he has to wait hours, he's going to fight to be heard. ]