Castiel (cas_is_confused) wrote in wariscoming, @ 2010-05-12 16:53:00 |
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Entry tags: | dean winchester |
Who: Castiel, Dean Winchester. Conceivably open to others at Bobby's camp
What: There are THINGS TO BE DISCUSSED.
When: Morning of May 12th
Where: Outside Singer's Auto Salvage
Warnings: TBA
Castiel waited.
He was good at waiting. The patience of the saints might have been legendary, but that of an angel did not lag far behind. Granted, it found itself tested more often than usual of late – humans being the confusing, impulsive, impossible creatures they were – but waiting did not require any undue effort.
It happened like this; one minute he was not there, and the next a forlorn-looking figure in his customary trenchcoat, dropping a newly-acquired backpack (containing the laptop he was still attempting to grasp the technicalities of) next to his feet, stood next to the Impala and, well, waited. Dean would return to it eventually, and while he could have gone straight to the man's side had he wished – barring any more unexpected wards, of course – Castiel did not relish the prospect of unnecessary distractions. He had made the mistake of indulging his charge and been reprimanded for it, after all, and was in no hurry to give his superiors further evidence of undue empathy.
And so he waited.