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Tweak says, "Don't make me come over there!"

adam young is not your typical hellspawn (humanincarnate) wrote in colligo_threads,
@ 2010-04-14 02:32:00

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!closed, adam young, castiel

WHO: Adam and Castiel
WHAT: Spending some ~~quality~~ time together.
WHEN: Mid-afternoon
WHERE: Their apartment
RATING: TBD
STATUS: In Progress

Adam sighed softly and glanced outside. Rain drizzled lightly from the sky, wetting the balcony and trees beyond, making puddles form in the streets below and all but ruining any chance the boy had of being able to play outside for the remainder of the day. For not the first time, he considered just making the weather nicer. It wouldn't be hard. Just tell himself it wasn't really raining and it would stop.

But he had promised himself he wouldn't do things like that. Not unless it was Important, and being able to explore a trail through the woods in the nearby park didn't fall into that category. So he let the rain continue to fall and instead turned his attention to his makeshift prison.

He supposed, as far as jails went, this one wasn't so bad. He still had TV and a couple of new comics. He'd only recently gotten into reading those - a few months after the Almostalypse, in fact. He wasn't hooked, necessarily, but it was definitely a good way to pass the time. Which he supposed was going to be just what he had to do until Aziraphale came back from the bookshop later. Because his only other option, aside from talking to Dog, that is, was to interact with Castiel.

He could do that, he supposed, if he had to. But he had the distinct feeling that he still wasn't liked very much and it made him not want to put forth much effort. However, he also wanted a snack and knew that it was a good time to make any attempt he might be considering. So, with one more glance at the window and a frown at the rain still coming down, Adam got to his feet and trudged from the room.

Finding Castiel in the living room, the boy leaned against the doorway and studied him. Finally, he spoke. "Mind if I get a bite to eat?" He straightened, head tilting a bit to the side. "Way I see it, there's still a couple more hours until Aziraphale's due home and I don't reckon I can wait that long."

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heavenslancer
2010-05-02 02:53 pm UTC (link)

Castiel blinked at the newly appeared board. He still wasn't used to the powers this child has. This particular one was not that unusual to angels but he was still reminded of his brother Gabriel. It was a hint of what Adam could do. For a moment Castiel tensed but he kept it to himself. It was not Adam's fault. He was only doing what he was used to.

Castiel took in every word the boy said. He wanted to understand, to play the game properly. He appreciated Adam's patience. He always appreciated those who were patient with him. He was aware he was behind humans in many things and this could lead to impatience. Adam had never shown this to him. The boy explained the rules clearly and Castiel nodded, ready to try the game.

It was his move first and he took it. He would do his best to win but he was not concerned if it did or not. This wasn't really about the game. It was about spending time with Adam at something that was of interest to him and, maybe, seeing the fun in it. He sipped at his tea, still warm in its thin cup, and reached over to move the little plastic chit again. "Do you play chess?" he asked the antichrist.

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