Would you please forgive me? For while I cannot love myself, I'll use something else.

[happytobleed]

Who: Castiel and OPEN
Where: Near the bar
When: day 47
What: Gettin' drunk, bein' pissy
Warnings: Other than drinking, probably none, but it may depend on the thread.


Castiel had been worried enough about Lucifer and then Crowley when he'd only had Meg to worry about. Now that Dean was back, he was even more concerned. Dean could hold his own against a lot of powerful creatures, but Lucifer was a whole new level and Crowley wasn't exactly easy to pick off. They needed to plan some sort of defensive strategy.

He'd gone looking for Dean in the obvious location. Before, Dean had spent a good deal of his time in the bar and so Castiel had gone there to find him. Finding the bar empty, he had gone for what he recognized to be one of Dean's favored drinks. Surely, he only had to wait and Dean would show up eventually. It was easier than running all over the town where Crowley might spot him. There were easier ways to locate Dean, but maybe Castiel wanted to nurse a little self-pity. Balthazar and Sam were still missing and Dean was... well, he was better, but he was different and he didn't remember. What if they kept making him forget?

Several hours later, he found himself leaving the bar alone. He wasn't as drunk as he'd been in the past, but he would be lying if he said he wasn't feeling it.

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[sellerofsins]

"Is that supposed to frighten me? Oh please, Cassy, don't try to play games. We both know where this will end up," And it was no place good. Crowley didn't need an army of demons, he didn't need his hellhound or any back up. He just needed his mind and with that perfectly intact, he had his greatest weapon at arms. And, of course, the bonus gifts he got as ruler of Hell were a nice perk to help him along.

Shrugging in disinterest, he turned to the bar and began eyeing it up. He wasn't here to start a war. Yet. He just wanted to get something down him that didn't taste too cheap. "Your family? Oh please, it's the same as every other family in existence but bigger, holier and more powerful. You're not special, you're typical siblings."

Fighting, blaming parents, fuelled by jealousy - Yep, that was siblings in a nutshell. The amount of deals he'd had to do away with a family member were through the roof.

[happytobleed]

"You're right. We are like any other family." He didn't turn around to look at Crowley this time. "And that should scare you. You know exactly what brothers are capable of and the one's who've continually gotten in your way are human."

He started to walk again. Crowley could yell after him or not. Even if Raphael wasn't Castiel's biggest fan, he still had Gabriel and Anna here. Raphael may want Castiel dead, but Castiel knows he wouldn't stand by and watch a demon do it.

[sellerofsins]

"If you think anything you do can scare me then you're incredibly delusional," Crowley called after him but, frankly, he wasn't about to run around after him. It would of been so easy to simply move in front of the little angelic prick and give him the run around but he had plans. Most involving downing as much alcohol as he could and praying it doesn't all taste like piss.

If Castiel wanted to bugger off then so be it. He clicked his tongue in amusement and started up towards the bar. "See you around, old friend."