[video] paging butthead hales and hunters

[workout]

[ Scott's made the effort to prop the netbook up on his desk, so when the video flicks on, it has that staged look - he's sitting in his desk chair a few feet back, elbows on his knees and head slightly lowered. But his eyes are locked on the screen, and the general vibe is definitely "not happy". ]

I'm looking for Derek Hale - let me know if you've seen or heard from him. [ There's a beat, then he remembers to have some manners. ] Thanks in advance.

Derek, if you're out there, quit being a jerk and respond.


[ Private - Dean Winchester ]

We need to talk. Now.

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[freezerburned]

[He just gives him an incredulous look.]

How the hell did you fly?

[IGNORING THE OTHER QUESTION YEP.]

[gained_a_level]

[ For a moment, Castiel's irritation almost forces him to hiss out Don't ask stupid questions, but he stays his tongue and instead answers just as simply: ]

On wings, as most angels do. [ HOW ELSE?

But then he seems to realize that he's being impatient, unreasonably so. The angel sighs and begins again, this time more calmly: ]

...I am an angel of the Lord. You have little reason to be alarmed.

[freezerburned]

[And woah, either this guy is a lot crazier than Isaac originally thought, or something greater is at work here.

He's. Going to go with crazy.]

....right.

[Isaac runs his fingers through his hair.]

Uh- can I... help you with anything?

[gained_a_level]

[ Castiel seems almost taken aback by Isaac's unexpected offer of assistance.

And yes, he's completely oblivious to any sarcasm or anything wary on Isaac's face. He just blinks, glances away and replies: ]

I... uh. Yes.

...I sense something... different. Close by. Have you noticed anything amiss lately? Cold spots, perhaps a scent of sulfur?

[ He can't place his finger on it, whatever it is. He's grasping at straws, likely because there's interference or just simply because he's not used to having his full abilities back again, even now. ]

[freezerburned]

Nope.

[He drags out the syllable, hands stuffed in his pockets and slowly takes a step back. Definitely crazy.]

I, uh. Should probably get going though.

[gained_a_level]

Where are you headed?

[ A purely innocent question -- Castiel only wants to know in case he can lead this clearly harmless youth to where he needs to be. Not because it's creepy or anything. Nope. ]

[freezerburned]

...nowhere.

[He definitely does not want to tell the crazy homeless guy that he's going home. Or to Scott's. Or anywhere.]

Just... going.