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[Well guess who's back on the network again. No, he's not looking for playmates this time. Instead, it's time to make a very important announcement. It's a video feed; though it's clear he isn't really focused on setting the shot up right. That'll come later.]

There were demons here- A long time ago. They were...dangerous. They tried to hurt people and turn you against each other. But that doesn't mean-

[Okay, give him a second here.]

Not all demons are like that. Some of them are good, even though they're not designed to be. Back home, one of them was my friend. She- She took care of me when I was in hospital, even though she had no reason to. And now she's here and-

[The feed breaks in to static now for a moment, before then turning to a shot of a dark haired woman folding a few towels and trying to -- not look annoyed by the sudden episode of Real World that is being filmed in her quarters. Meg turns toward Cas, a definite furrow of her brow and a lift of her eyebrow as she watches him. This is not on her agenda for the day.

His voice is softer now as he speaks. yes, he's a little smitten by her. go figure.]

This is Meg, and though she may appear to be angry most of the time, she's- Special.

Say hello, Meg. [And don't mind that he's pushing the camera far too close now.]

[Okay. This is likely to give someone a definite feel for how it is to be around Castiel when he's decided personal space is just a cute word. Her hands move to push him, gently, away from her a bit.] C'mon, Clarence, let the thing at least come into focus if you're gonna insist on becoming a reality TV producer.

[She shakes her head at him, not actually feeling like addressing the camera, but she knows that it'd make Castiel happy.]

Yeah, hi. I'm Meg and maybe... [This ambush is not fun at all... if she thought he could handle it, she'd get revenge on him for this little stunt, but no - she won't risk that.] Maybe, you can come play board games with us.

[There's a definite expectant glance that comes to Meg's face as she glances up to meet Castiel's line of sight and stop staring at the device in his hands.] Happy?

[You may not be able to tell by the droop of the camera, but that'd be a yes to her question. His huge grin is a dead giveaway.]

Perfect. [He...may not be talking about the quality of just her reply though.]

ooc; ...do i really need to say who's who?

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Sam's- Better. I wouldn't have left him like that. I just-

[he turns silent, and for a few moments he seems close to flying away. dean's anger is enough of a prompt for him to do just that; to try and escape the entirely too uncomfortable situation and to head off somewhere else so he can avoid it. he's already had to answer to one dean before. having this one not remember any of it makes it that much harder to do.

when he finally does speak again, he isn't entirely aware that dean is still standing there. it's something that makes it that little bit easier to actually give a few details this time round.]

I had to stop Raphael, but he was still an archangel so it wasn't as though I could do much to stop him. So we evened the field a little and do you have any idea how- Power is...difficult to give up. There was enough to stop him- Her. But there was also enough to fix all the damage she'd done. Of course I messed that up too, but that's really not all that surprising because I mess up a lot. Only this time it was a little bigger and the Leviathan got out and then we had to try and stop them, and then Dick exploded and we ended up there. [and breathe?] But now we're here and you're from before and that- I can't fix this.

[ dean waits for it to happen, that tell-tale flutter of wings signaling both cas' arrival and departure. the angel seemed jumpier here, along with all the other new changes dean was seeing in his friend. for a moment he feels like even if cas doesn't disappear, it's like the angel is trying to pretend he isn't there... ]

Raphael?

[ he remembers that piece of work. or them trapping the angel, anyway. how raphael fits into all of this beyond that is a mystery to him, though it does sound like the archangel had decided to stir shit up. the rest of what is said though? dean tries to understand, really. at least his voice turns to something slightly calmer again. ]

So-- so you wanted to stop Raphael from doing what exactly? [ one thing at a time. ]

The angels wanted the Apocalypse, Dean. Did you really think that Raphael was going to give that up just because Michael and Lucifer were locked up again?

[of course things had gotten a little more complicated than that once souls entered the equation. working with crowley and his own personal powertrip isn't something he thinks he's ever going to get over having done.]

Raphael- He's dead now. But then...other things happened. The Leviathan are far worse than anything we've fought before.

'course they wouldn't just back down. [ it actually makes a lot of sense, though dean had really been hoping the entire mess would have been over with the apocalypse stopped and all. ]

But alright, so Ninja Turtle's gone, right? How did these, uh, Leviathans even jump into the picture? [ he knows cas had something to do with it, it's like the angel's the center of this all, but how exactly is still confusing him. ]

[he gives dean a long and careful look at first, trying to decide whether or not he should even answer that. he knows he owes dean that much though; that lying to him had only made things worse in the long run. so eventually, despite his attention seemingly drifting off elsewhere, he offers up a few more delicate details.]

I made a mistake. I didn't- Listen. To you. My Father locked the Leviathan away as soon as he made them. They- They're powerful enough to destroy angels. He locked them away, and I let them out.

[of course, it'd been a lot more complicated than that. but those other details aren't something he really wants to focus on. not when it brings up so many bad memories.]

[ finally getting to the bottom of this, aren't we? dean's quiet after that, for a beat or two. he doesn't need first-hand experience with these leviathan things to realize they're bad news-- and that cas had set them loose. ]

Cas... [ something bitter clings at him to know the angel had caused this, hadn't listened to him-- that there is something more to it all. but that's not the point right now. ]

You said things are better though, right? That's gotta be worth something.

It's not better. It's...different. When you kill the queen, the rest of the hive still exists. They just aren't as well organized. They're- Weaker.

[which is what he's hoping stands true for the leviathan too. with dick gone, the rest have to be easier to defeat. he needs them to be.]

My Father locked them away in Purgatory, and when Dick died- Dean, things aren't better because you got pulled along with us.

Weaker is better, Cas, weaker you-- we can deal with. [ for someone still in the dark about these things, dean tries to sound confident.

that slips though as cas keeps talking. ] To Purgatory. [ beat, and back to full bravado. ] Can't be worse than some of the other places I've visited, right? I'm sure we'll manage to get through that mess, too. I mean, if we managed to deal with the Apocalypse, then what's one field trip to some other dimension?

It's worse. It- You don't belong there. You're human, and you're alive, and everything in Purgatory is-

[he takes a breath, his discomfort all too clear as he paces a few steps. how to explain this...]

Dean, Heaven and Hell are made for humans. Where do you think the supernatural go when they die?

[ oh. that shuts him up for a moment, the images of some kinda monster...world filling his mind. eventually, he sighs-- but there's a determined light in his eyes. ]

Well, s'dandy. Doesn't change the fact that it's not gonna be anything I can't deal with.

I know how strong you are, Dean. I'm not- Underestimating you. But this is...different.

[fighting creatures who are already dead. things that can keep coming back time and time again to hunt him. he doesn't want to put dean through all of that.]

I won't let them get near you again. [the leviathan. he can't do much about the other monsters.]

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