Castiel (celestialintent) wrote in lost_world, @ 2013-08-24 01:11:00 |
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Entry tags: | !status: complete, castiel, jack oat |
I am just as fucked as you (Jack)
Speaking with Lucifer had left Cas angrier than he'd been in quite some time. Whether or not it was the Lucifer who had once held him captive and had dragged Sam Winchester down into the Pit, was not withstanding. Given the chance, this Lucifer would also destroy humanity for his own selfish gain and that was never going to be permissible. Despite his past actions, Cas had always loved his siblings, but that...Lucifer was the only sibling he outright hated.
Knowing that arguing with such a being was useless, he'd simply walked away before he did something he'd regret. Despite all of it, he knew Anna would not want him getting killed without a justifiable reason for it...and considering how he'd nearly died numerous times in the past, he felt all of them would've been a better fitting death than being killed for arguing.
He'd retreated to a more secluded part of the beach. He had no real desire to speak with anyone for the time being, aside from knowing that they were all right. Beyond that...he'd found a sharp rock and some branches he could sharpen. Until he found better tools, he would have to make due with what he found. They would need to eat and he would need to contribute, after all. These people, while few were regarded as friends, were still his people and he felt it was at least partially his responsibility to care for them. Discussing Lucifer would have to be done at a later time when they knew exactly why they were on the islands. He expected that to arise in a matter of days, given that no planet or reality seemed to take long in that regard.
His knuckles bled slightly, but that was still from the tree he'd punched earlier. He simply kept whittling away at the sharpened stick, working at it until it came to a fine, but crude point. It was enough to kill a fish. Or something larger...at present, he didn't care so long as it wasn't a human being or a supernatural creature he had an affinity for.
He didn't notice the person approaching.