video;

[rebelled]

[the feed opens to complete darkness. the view doesn't change though. instead, it sounds very much like he's talking to someone already. and maybe he is.]

You're very- Loud, sometimes. And I don't think-

[okay, hold on a second. someone's interrupted him. too bad you can't hear what's being said.]

No. I just- I don't like it, and they'll get rid of it. They can...hide it, or-

[oh hi. that's another inaudible interruption. this time when he speaks again, the camera is lifted from his lap to show a certain mask that's sat by his feet. a mask that looks an awful lot like this. it's only briefly in focus though because castiel is only able to look at it for a moment; his attention off toward that silent voice again soon after.]

...I want it gone.

[he actually sounds...a little calmer and happier after his next break. the voice has actually helped out this time. slightly.]

Dean, or Meg, or anyone.

Please?



ooc; so...basically cas ended up putting the mask on and it's triggered his lucifer hallucinations to kick back in again. enjoy?

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video ]

[blasphemous]

[Is this what's going to happen every time she leaves you alone? She's going to get you that leash a lot quicker than she realized. She had managed to at least figure out to get a ping to her device when his channel went live. It's just... this isn't good. Considering everything she's been seeing about these masks, she knows this is very not good.

Her hand runs through her hair, frowning at the feed as she watches that broken conversation. She's heard it before and it's slightly unsettling.]

Castiel. [Her tone is concerned, because she's not really sure how she's going to be able to help with this particular issue.]

Where are you? [The way the ship moves, she'd prefer to know that he wants her to show up.]

permavideo ]

[rebelled]

I, uh. I don't know. I just- I flew away, and now I'm here and I don't want to touch it again but it keeps following me.

[he looks across to his side for a moment, frowning. sorry about that, meg. lucifer really is a dick sometimes.]

You're not allowed to say that about her.

[blasphemous]

[She frowns, trying to sort out if she can feel him. It's a clear presence in her mind, but since arriving here it's a bit more... murky.]

I can find you, if you want, Castiel. Despite your present company, apparently.

[rebelled]

[there's a slow nod, before he's leaning closer toward the device, his voice far quieter now. he knows it isn't enough to keep lucifer from overhearing- knows that lucifer isn't even there -but he still tries for that moment of privacy regardless.]

He's not meant to be here.

voice.

[shoyu]

[ gosh, that mask really doesn't look well-meaning at all, does it? have a concerned- if slightly curious-sounding voice. ]

Ah -- sir? Are you alright?

[ well, maybe that was a stupid question. ]

If you want your mask placed somewhere out of reach, perhaps I could be of some use?

permavideo;

[rebelled]

Meg's here now. She- She'll know what to do. I just- Stop it.

[don't mind him. having lucifer throwing insults around isn't helping the situation at all.]

If you don't like it here, perhaps you should leave. [a pause, and-] No, I wouldn't. I have...friends here.

[shoyu]

[ a prolonged, thoroughly confused sort of pause. how does one even respond to that? mumbling mostly to himself: ]

Don't suppose you're really listening?

[majestyofthethrone]

[She wants to say something. She wants to say something but she doesn't know if he can help, especially with her mask telling her she's nothing, and the way he looked at her.

So instead this plays. Maybe the music can help him. Sometimes it helps to ground her.]

[rebelled]

[it helps, though not for the obvious reasons. the music is enough to calm him down, but it's the fact that seraphim is the one responsible for it that quietens lucifer's voice too. even he knows when to show some respect.

it doesn't keep him from occasionally whispering in to castiel's ear while she's playing though. it's only once she's finished that he finally breaks his own silence.]

Could I...sit with you. Later?

[majestyofthethrone]

[The music plays through another song, and then the audio clicks off, and the text function starts]

Yes, of course you can. If you want to.

permavideo;

[lacksgrace]

What're you trying to get rid of exactly? [ A grin. ] Maybe I can help you with that.

[rebelled]

They're not my children. Father created them. You know that.

[there's a moment of silence as he glances off to the side, before he gives an exasperated look at the non-existent archangel.]

I know he's talking to me. But if you aren't going to stop talking, how am I meant to answer?

[okay, now where was he?]

Did you- Did a mask turn up on your door too?

[lacksgrace]

[ ...yeah. So, he's just going to frown at him for a good portion of this reply. ]

Can't really say I know what you're talking about, so I guess that would be a no. [ He pauses for a second. ] Who else are you talking to?

permavid.

[thaumaturgic]

[ so, he's a little mortified by that mask. what a hideous thing. ]

What- What is that?

[ it wasn't a secondary thought, but the other one came first - ]

And, are you okay?

[rebelled]

It's- [even with lucifer repeating the word leviathan over and over, castiel can't force himself to say it. so instead-]

It shouldn't be here. I tried to destroy it but it kept coming back so I don't know what else I can try.

[thaumaturgic]

Yeah, they, um.. They seem to be pretty resilient. [ he bites at the inside of his lip, frowning as he thinks. There was a, a gentleman who was offering to keep them. Maybe you could ask him to hold onto it?

[ and a pause. ] You haven't been wearing it, have you?

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[became]

...Cas?

[ NO BAD POST. ]

permavideo »

[rebelled]

You aren't allowed to go anywhere near him.

[...that'd be a warning thrown at lucifer. considering the state neal was left in after his playdate with smiley, castiel doesn't want a repeat. even if it's not...technically possible.

turning his attention back to neal again, castiel frowns now.]

He tried to make me step on the ants.

SAME also ugh these two

[became]

...anywhere near who? Castiel, are you in your room or Meg's?

[ because lol fuck no to this sir, neal is not having it. ]

He sounds extremely unpleasant-- Moz would say his karma's in the gutter. Painting or piano? [ he doesn't bother with a logical segue; crazy is a language he speaks well. ]

( video )

[faithlessly]

Cas? [ bad vibes all around. and seriously, what the hell is that thing? ]

Cas, dude, where are you?

( permavideo )

[rebelled]

I don't know. I just- I didn't want to stay there, but now I'm here and I can't-

[okay, taking a moment here to calm down. please hold the line.]

I know how you feel about Meg, but could you ask her to bring you here?

[faithlessly]

[ holding the line isn't easy when you're freaking out like that, cas!!! but dean does, and just waits because he needs cas to make sense if he's gonna help him. of course, what the angel asks immediately brings up the need to argue...but for once dean holds it back. ]

Yeah, 'course, don't worry about it, man. I'll, uh, I'll be there as soon as I can, okay? Just don't-- just sit tight.

video.

[throwsdown]

... Castiel?

[That's not good. The masks doing things, just like his was. When he thinks of his own, now out of his hands, he still couldn't help the pang of ache that came with it; if only he could put it back on.... but no. No. The masks are bad. This is why. This here.]

It's okay, Castiel, b-but you can't... you have to keep it away, because the masks are bad. They hurt your feelings really bad.

permavideo.

[rebelled]

[he tries his hardest to focus on this particular conversation. but with lucifer still whispering in to his ear, it's a little more difficult than he'd like.]

I shouldn't have put it on, but this- This is something I deserve. [a look toward the other angel and he adds-] This is why you're better off staying away from me.

[throwsdown]

[He frowns at that.]

You don't... You shouldn't. You gotta' make the mask go away, like mine.

I'll... I'll take it away. I'll hide it somewhere. Then it can't hurt your feelings.