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[strangeasangels]

Who: Castiel, De and anyone else who might show up.
When: The early part of week two.
Where: On an ice field.
Warnings: Death, and probably a lot of confusion.

Castiel wasn't sure what had happened to Dean, but he was waiting where he was for him. Warmth was returning to his fingers and toes, which was a good thing. The cold was beginning to make his movements more difficult. He had not really seen much of the other contestants, which was a good thing. He was very unsure of his abilities to fight in these conditions. 

He also remembered not being very useful when he tried to assist the Winchesters with out his powers. There had been a need to sharpen those skills in purgatory, but things were much different there. All he knew for sure was that he would feel better when Dean came back, which hopefully would be soon.

Comments

[cherrypie]

The man was just....standing there. Waiting.

It put her on edge right then.

She gripped her harpoon, not sure if she should approach or not. But he was standing between her, and home base.

[strangeasangels]

The woman that approached look familiar. The type of familiar that made Castiel very uneasy. This woman was going to be trouble,but he couldn't move. For some reason his vessels motor functions were not responding correctly. He was telling Jimmy Novak's legs to run but they were not listening.

He just stood there watching the woman, wondering if he would feel the pain of that thing passing through him.

[cherrypie]

"Look. I don't want trouble. I just want to get back to where I'm going. So you move, and I'll move, and everything will be peachy, capiche?"

She held her weapon tight, however, ready for any fight that was gonna come her way.

[strangeasangels]

Castiel didn't move. He just stood there staring at her. He will himself to tell her that he did not want any trouble, but he couldn't. All he could do was stand there and look at her.

He tried to lock eyes with her, try to convey some sort of message to her. He didn't think it was working.

[cherrypie]

It wasn't.

"You gonna move, buddy?"

She was starting to get on edge. This wasn't normal behavior from...well, anyone.

[strangeasangels]

And just then he did. Everything he had been trying to do happened to do happened all at once. He pushed himself toward her, screaming.

"Who are you?!" It was a lot more angry than he expected. He was not looking forward to the consequences of this action.

[cherrypie]

What the hell.

That was not what she was expecting, and strung tight already, she moved fast, shoving the harpoon forward. It sank in, deep, and she grimaced, knowing she'd just killed this guy.

In self defense.