( log six | clinic catchall | open | are you really harmful for me? )

[dedikated]

Who: Clinic staff + anyone who wants to drop by!
What: Monthy catchall for clinic visits and shenanigans
Where: Take a wild guess
When: All through July
Warnings: Injuries, probably. Card games. Terrible people pretending to be not terrible people.


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[unknowable]

I'm not really what I've always been.

[He shrugs. It wasn't coming here that changed him, but he certainly changed.]

I don't think there are angels where I'm from. There don't seem to be any here that weren't brought from elsewhere, either. Can you still contact your god, even here?

[strangelic]

I've never spoken to my father, or seen him.

[ Castiel only held his eyes up for a moment longer, to respond to that, before glancing away. ] But I still have my wings. My grace. I think it's fair to say that if a horse were brought through the door it would still be a horse. The same is true of me.

[unknowable]

I guess that's fair.

[It's not like he can argue someone into believing they're something they're not. He himself doesn't have to believe, so long as they know what they are.]

But you probably have a chance to try new things. No one's going to tell you not to, here. I mean, if you want to do things like that.

[strangelic]

Mmm. I think so. I hope so.

[ That's something in of itself, isn't it? Hoping for something? A personal something and not a best for the world and or Heaven something. He considers again, and then gives his head the slightest shake. ]

In any case, are you... Is everything okay, now?

[unknowable]

Oh - yes, I'm fine. I'm sorry again for interrupting you.

[From... weird angel meditation or whatever Castiel was doing before.]

[strangelic]

Of course. Um... I'm Castiel, by the way.

[ He offers his hand. ]

I regret that I'm not...more splendid.

[unknowable]

Adam Parrish.

[Balancing his things carefully, he reaches out to shake Castiel's hand. He smiles, just a little.]

I would trust you even less if you were.