Who: Jo Harvelle and Castiel When: Day One Where: Main Lobby of Outpost What: Regrouping! Warnings: None Status: open(?- threadjack welcome)
Jo smiled and shook her head at the sudden appearance of the angel next to her. It was somewhat strange, she noted to herself, that the celestial being was a comfort to her in a place that wasn't home.
"This place is seriously on the weird side," her eyes roamed the lobby for a moment, and she turned to face him. "Did you call Dean and Sam yet?" Jo took the liberty of sitting on the arm of a couch, and watched the front doors. "Before they get here though...you said something about timelines...What do you mean by that?"
She wanted a sort of confirmation regarding the severity of the situation. She had seen Back to the Future enough times to know that if you mess with the past, anyone's past- or future for that matter, then there could be horrible consequences. As far as she knew, if she accidentally said or did anything to alter any of their futures, the apocalypse could very well occur.
"And your timeline. How close is it to mine?" The more she thought about it, the scarier the prospect of blended timelines got. Time travel... give her a demon, ghost, or bloodsucker any day compared to the strangeness of it all. At least she had Castiel and the Winchesters stuck here with her. Wherever here was. She trusted them with her life.