paradisalost | Entries tagged with castiel

Who: Faith & Castiel - or Faith and you!
Where: Faith's at a Hostel. In a private room. They don't let crazy people share rooms because the crazy person spends all the time there going: "Who took my knife!"
What: Visit Faith in Paris! Help her not starve. Teach her something French.
When: Anywhere from the 19th to the 24th! Just let me know, the date somewhere in your tag.
Notes: None right now.

Faith had stayed in worse places. At least in this place her television worked and the mini-fridge didn't smell like someone had been storing black-market organs in it for a month. This was actually pretty decent, but it didn't have the space her old place did. Then again, who was going to argue with her when she had the square footage of a gentleman's club back at Paradisa.

She had heat, a shower, and clothing. Faith could manage with that. Plus, she had people offering to bring her food. The angel that she'd accosted at that wine party was already talking about bringing her mac & cheese.

Maybe Paris wouldn't be so bad at all. She'd hang out at her place, take a few tours, see what trouble was out there -- maybe even hit a club or two. She could manage Paris.

eternityalone

Who: Anyone!
What: It's a Wine Tasting at the Lux
When: Saturday Evening
Where: The Lux.
Sugarplum Fairies: PLENTY.
Notes: ANYONE is welcome. Prose or brackets. I'm just having Katherine start it off, but feel free to have your very own thread. This is a party-post of sorts. It's at the Lux and there are plenty of wines and platters of small bits of food that are meant to accentuate the flavor of the wine. Cheese, Chocolate, Fruits... etc.

The Lux isn't Katherine's first choice of social locations, but it does have the luxury of being somewhere that has been deemed as off-limits for the Salvatore brothers. She'd put the math together through the journals and from over-hearing conversations of employees and the ghosts. Such gossips. She'd already resolved to go to that Speed Dating thing, just trying to make some effort to figure out just who all was in this place and just how vulnerable some of them were.

For the moment, she's milling through the crowd, glass in hand, and keeping an eye on everyone. She's fully capable of slipping by most of them undetected. Knowing that her speed would easily put her out of anyone's line of sight if she didn't want to be seen. Tonight though, she wasn't planning on shying away from too many of them.

letmetouchit.livejournal.com

[Castiel is seated outside the castle on a bench nearest to the Lux where he'd mostly loitered waiting for Jo, or Dean or Sam to arrive when they never did. When he left he didn't go far. He took a seat next to the building and opened his book over his lap. His raincoat keeps him protected from the snow that's already on the bench, not that he noticed it, his grace prevents him from most of these sudden atmospheric changes. He finds the white blanketing environment peaceful if nothing else and the color of the sky a compliment to it.]

I read the previous entries in this journal. [The writing stops for a long moment before he adds very slowly.] I'm still baffled at this place and its ability to cleanse me of these former memories.

( ooc notes )

letmetouchit.livejournal.com

I still have trouble understanding why American culture has decided to celebrate the bribery, manipulation, and slaughter of a fairly peaceable culture.

Given the follow up to their decided commingling.

imnot_likeyou

Who: Sam Winchester and the people he really owes an apology to: Dean Winchester, Jo Harvelle, Faith Lehane and Castiel. [CLOSED]
What: Sam making up for the things he did when he was soulless.
When: Friday night, November 4th, into Saturday, November 5th.
Where: Various locations in the castle.
Rating: PG-13
Notes: There are going to be sections for each person setting up location and such, and I'm setting them up in prose, but if you want to switch it up and actionspam it, that's good by me too.

( Read more... )

☻ hopeful

letmetouchit.livejournal.com

I was told to write in this book, I've yet to have the compulsion to do so but find myself curious as to why the book is able to articulate the thoughts of others. Or even goes as far as being able to mimic their voices.

My arrival here was presented with little warning and even less understanding about my current surroundings.

This haplessness doesn't bode well for the things I need to tend to back home.

asangelsfly.livejournal.com

For those who knew her, Anna Milton has returned [ to her death ] home.

[ nothing else is said after that, he instantly works on putting up a couple of filters ]

( gabriel )

( crowley )

asangelsfly.livejournal.com

( uru )

[ well for the past few days (or has it been longer than that?) a certain angel has been hanging in town, literally, well not hanging, more like sitting on one bench constantly staring at the fountain as he sorts through his thoughts and so forth. isn't that what happens when people fight? one leaves and the other drinks himself in oblivion or something along those lines?

it isn't like he's been kicked out, he choose to leave, but that isn't the point, the point is that castiel has been sitting here for a good few days now. so, what do you do? ]

( ooc; open... forever )

asangelsfly.livejournal.com

Crowley. [ no need to filter this, it isn't anything private... ] I know you would be against adopting any more animals but...

[ there is a familiar bark, completely on cue, from one mr. muggles ]

He's been following me around. [ cas speak for; you have no choice in the matter. ]

asangelsfly.livejournal.com

[ there is some shuffling and a groan as someone comes out of his coma, yes he's been in a weird sleep coma or something just don't ask. he peers around the room and just stares, puzzled but a little amused, he is sure he hasn't taken anything ]

I had the the strangest dream.

[ more shuffling and he moves to the window, stretching and yawn, you know the normal things people do when they wake up from a really great sleep.

good morning residents of E13, just in case you were wondering, the scruffy teenage who has spent this entire time asleep isn't dead. ISN'T THIS GREAT NEWS? ]

asangelsfly.livejournal.com

[ spoke clearly as he stands in the hallway staring at that door, hmm ]

For those who knew him, Chuck Shurley has returned home.

[ just gonna turn and keep walking now, yup no need to linger ]

( Crowley )

asangelsfly.livejournal.com

( friends )

( lana )

What is the best way to rid oneself of a rather painful and resilient headache? [ there is another bark in the background, shadow honey you're not helping his poor angelic head ]

( ooc; because i haven't edited his wiki in a while, if you think you're on friend's level with cas? you probably are. anyone who is on good terms with him is most likely on dat friendo listo... shjgkfd )

onlyanapple.livejournal.com

Who: Castiel and Crowley
What: Actually seeing each other after the Week of Doom
When: The day after everything goes back to normal. Right after this
Where: Room 1007
Rating: PG13 at most.

( Crowley took a moment to rest his head on their door before entering )

asangelsfly.livejournal.com

( private )

asangelsfly.livejournal.com

( winchester brothers )

( room filter )

asangelsfly.livejournal.com

( private )

( claire )

wornbright.livejournal.com

( mansion filter )

nishimono.livejournal.com

[the hostages have all been saved and Riful's disappeared! It wasn't exactly a *win* per se, but at least things have started to calm down...

But that still leaves everyone at her manor! Hostages need to be fed and given water, they probably need baths, fighters will need medical attention...the works! Heck, those worried at home might even want to put out dictated messages down here! They should probably tell people back at the castle things are over too, if they don't know it themselves.

How about getting some supplies sent in? New clothes? Things aren't going to be over lickity split you know! How's everyone going to get home, should the house be looked into, and some people really were hurt...How will the next few days play out? It's a 3.5 day walk home after all, and you can't lock onto the manor's location...]

[[OOC: Plot finale! This is where you post all the reactions and such to the end of the plot; here you guys will make your own sections and the like. Find a creative way to get things done that doesn't follow our usual "thanks to Character A and Character B everything's fine in half a day!" :D Also, the manor's layout again:

Attic (spinning wheel here)
Main Floor 2
Main Floor 1
Cellar

There's no furniture in the house aside for the spinning wheel :) If you need more info, ask Jenn @: a great fanfare (since she created Riful's crib :>)

Backtagging and thread hopping here, as well as in Part One and Part Two is heavily encouraged!
If you're still lost, here's a time line detailing the whole event. The plot chat will continue on as well, until you guys think we don't need it!
gonnabeanhero

LOOKING FOR FOOD? IS YOUR CHARACTER HUNGRY? LOOK NO FURTHER!]]

asangelsfly.livejournal.com

[ sounds of shifting as someone wakes up, groaning as he hold his head. the room is spinning a little so it takes him a moment to get his bearings ]

Where... [ blink blink ] The Infirmary?

[ oh he remembers, he was going to visit Uru and then... a frown and mister angel pants looks for his journal, which is sitting beside him and picks it up ]

How long have I been asleep?

(ooc; internet is back to awesome speeds )

asangelsfly.livejournal.com

[ nothing at first, just cas patting the poor dog who was left here all alone until he came around. he stops after a moment, turning his attention to the journal and taking an deep breath...

not that he needed too ]

Lana Lang has returned home.

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