005 + FLEE THESE THINGS AND PURSUE RIGHTEOUSNESS [text]

[trenchcoatedly]

I can't give this body up. Not now, and not to these men, and not for these purposes. Though I see that I'm not the only one with this mistake - perhaps some sort of port torture, I think, that has given me this threat and stricken me of all but the barest essence of my grace.

If there is any sort of team involved in fighting in this dimension, I'm interested, though I admit I'm not very effective without my strength.

[PRIVATE to BUFFY]

Are you on this world? Is Dean here? Is he safe? Please tell me you know. Be careful. I can't protect you like I am. And I'm afraid of what he'll ask if I protect him.

Comments

[wemaketheworld]

Not in habit of teaching.

[But if Cas hangs around long enough he'll probably get suggestions for improvement anyway.]

No. Didn't realize there were any.

[trenchcoatedly]

I'm [cross-streets!]. Can you get there?

[wemaketheworld]

Yes.

[He'll find it if he has to map out the entire city on foot.]

spam

[trenchcoatedly]

[Castiel is waiting where he said he's waiting; he's got the trench coat pressed against his nose and mouth but is still in the suit jacket and tie.]

Hello.

spam

[wemaketheworld]

[Rorschach takes another five minutes to get there; he'd tried to get there in a shorter amount of time, but he's stubborn enough that he refused to find a mask, so he's suffering some effects from the city. Not that he's letting it get to him too much.

He nods in greeting as he shuffles over, hands shoved in his pockets, shoulders hunched, and in full-on transient mode; it's helped him escape notice a bit so far.]

Will warn, seem to be magnet to would-be surgeons. Supposedly impressively behind on imagined payments.

Re: spam

[trenchcoatedly]

[Castiel takes in the man for a few moments. Destitute and ragged fits him well. He slides the cloth from his mouth.]

What do they say you owe?

spam

[wemaketheworld]

Ninety nine days behind. Two organs. Hundreds of thousands.

You?

Re: spam

[trenchcoatedly]

I'm due on Monday - and ears and eyes.

spam

[wemaketheworld]

Heart and liver.

Should be moving.

[He starts off; the man will either follow or he won't, it's dangerous to stay in one place for too long. Better to go after the murderers one by one rather than waiting for them; he would have waited if it were just him, but not if he's to have company. It's less tactically sound.]

Re: spam

[trenchcoatedly]

[Castiel walks after him, a few steps back, keeping up. He's not sure where he's going, but he can tell this is the guy he wants on his side in a fight.]

spam

[wemaketheworld]

Ran across any yet?

[He doesn't bother looking at the other man as he walks; he's more focused on the where than the accompaniment.]

Re: spam

[trenchcoatedly]

No, not yet. But if the ports follow a pattern, they will come soon.