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Castiel is a better weapon (ofthursdays) wrote in wariscoming,
@ 2013-05-01 14:20:00

Entry tags:

castiel, kenzi

Who: Castiel and Kenzi
What: Scaring the locals... and themselves.
Where: Outside a very occupied bathroom
When: Following on from this http://asylums.insanejournal.com/wariscomingcom/4122494.html funfest
Rating: A for ARG, my eyes. D for drunk!Kenzi. H for helpful!Cas. P for payback.

"You're quick, Wings."

Castiel let the nickname pass. He was far more likely to be called something other than his correct name now. Generally he didn't mind. Nicknames could be a sign of acceptance... depending on what they were. Wings was in no way the worst thing he had been called though he maintained it was no longer accurate. Wingless, maybe. He was too concerned to make note of it now though. There was a demon in proximity of one of his friends and while Kenzi was no babe in the woods she was clearly busy battling gravity and equilibrium right now which didn't leave much room for battling anything else (Cas could attest to that from experience.)

He allowed her to use his shoulder for balance as she had him only a short time before. He even took her upper arm in hand to aid her attempt to stand. His other hand contained a bottle of water and a slick blade formed all from one piece of a silvery metal. He had not come to play gentle. Without his Grace they were both more vulnerable and the blade could even the playing field. To Castiel now it was the same as any blade but to a demon it was just as deadly.

But he had never gone into battle with a human attached to his shoulder. It called for some maneuvering. "Hold on to me," he said, placing his body between Kenzi and the door. He wanted her in close so she was easier to guard. His range was limited now. He could hear the sounds too, grunts and gasps. The evil thing was tormenting the very breath from it's victim. No wonder Kenzi had called him.

"We're going in," he growled. "Don't let go of my shoulder." Raising the open bottle of holy water in one hand and his angel blade in the other he kicked open the bathroom door splashing the water into the small room and chanting "Dues, et Pater domini nostri Jesu Christi..." before he even had time to focus on what was before him.

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ex_the_kenzi392
2013-05-02 11:30 pm UTC (link)

He was quick. Kenzi hadn't expected for her fallen angel buddy to come popping out to the bar as speedily as he had, but here he was. Boosting her to her feet, armed and ready for some serious ass kicking, and willing to do whatever it took to save the poor bastard that was getting ripped to pieces on the other side of that door. Drunk as she was, Kenzi was determined to avoid being the reason that someone got killed. If she fell over or did something stupid, she'd distract Cas. If Cas got distracted, that person they were supposed to be helping would've never stood a chance. So, with a determined nod, Kenzi latched onto Castiel's shoulder, swayed roughly on the spot, and leaned into him for a long second as she tried to figure out how to pull off the whole standing thing.

Yep, standing. She could do this. She did it all the time! Standing was just keeping two feet on the ground and not...moving them. No, that was walking. Walking was...it was more complicated. "Okay," Kenzi said with a nod, "okay." Fortunately for her, Castiel seemed to have taken the reigns on the whole walking thing as well. When he declared that they were headed inside of the demon's torture chamber, Kenzi didn't think twice about keeping as steady a grip as she could manage onto Castiel's jacket. From that point onward, everything seemed to pour in at her in a dangerous blur. As soon as she stumbled in through the door behind Cas, the bright lights strung across the ceiling burned their way into her eyes, forcing her to drop her gaze to the floor with a wince just long enough to initially miss the details on exactly as to what they had burst into.

But then she looked up. And while Castiel was spewing out that exorcism that Kenzi had yet to fully absorb (beyond spiritus immundus, anyway) and flinging his holy water all over the place, a couple half hanging out the nearest bathroom stall in all their naked glory were in transition from sexy fun times mode to what the fuck, we're being attacked by a pair of drunken lunatics.

It was then that Kenzi realized that she may have made a teeny tiny mistake.

"Oh, shi -" She clamped a hand to her mouth. The scene that lay out before them only went from bad to worse. With Castiel chucking holy water at the pair, the floor and stall had become increasingly soaked. The couple trapped within began to slip and slide as they attempted to cover themselves up, one half shrieking in fury while the other drunkenly growled at that them. When one body lost it's balance and hit the floor, Kenzi knew that they needed to change their game plan. Hands still glued to Castiel's shoulder, Kenzi gave his jacket a tug and tried to pull him back. It probably wasn't a very successful attempt, as she could barely keep herself up, but Kenzi hoped it'd at least get his attention. "Uhhhhh, so I know you're a demon expert and total badass and everything, but unless you've suddenly become equipped for a bar fight with a very, very unhappy pair of peeps, we seriously gotta go."

And then she was either going to curl up in a ball and try to pry her eyes out or laugh herself to death. She remained undecided on the subject.

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ofthursdays
2013-05-06 06:10 am UTC (link)

Castiel had been in full battle mode, protecting what was behind him, attacking what was before him. His eyes were locked on his target, his jaw set in grim determination but all that was undone by what he saw. His face went from pale to scarlet, his pupils swelled to fill his irises to the brim. He realised his mistake as half of the couple fell, slipping in the water that had no effect on them past loss of traction. It didn't occur to Castiel what they were doing was ridiculous but he did get that what was actually happened definitely did not all for his intervention.

Then Kenzi was pulling backwards. Her efforts were nowhere near as compelling as his own desire to leave and he took a step back, still staring at the unfortunate couple. "I can fight," he growled. They were only humans, unarmed at that. He had no fear he wouldn't come out on top but should he be fighting them? Technically they had done nothing wrong, so far. Cas didn't care if they were married or cheating or what. It wasn't his place to be their morality police. His concern now was a bloodless retreat and ignoring the unwanted response of his body at the sight which had put him in an ill mood.

He kept his body between Kenzi and the advancing couple, the man having helped the fallen woman from the floor. They were using words like "creep" and "pervert" which Cas was eager to deny but it was difficult to get a word in and he wasn't sure they'd be convinced by them.

He knew Kenzi couldn't be fast on her own and was just thinking about lifting her and making a quick escape when he slipped in the water he had carelessly laid down, shoulder smacking into Kenzi's upper arm, bottle flying from his hand, as he went down.

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