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[ofthursday]

Who: Godstiel and YOU~
When: From November 21st to just before midnight November 30th
Where: All over the city
Summary: Godstiel brings the wrath of God down on Siren's Port, along with some miracles.
Warnings: Violence, death, religious imagery, crazy people, etc etc etc

OOC: Plotting post is here, and feel free to comment there with questions or if you wanna plan out more details before jumping into the log. Please comment to the ooc post if you want to be involved and haven't already responded, so we can work out why Godstiel would be going after/helping your character! Random encounters without planning are okay, but may not lead to anything but a discussion.

Post your own threads in this log for any confrontation with Godstiel, and please make a note of the day in the subject line, and the setting if appropriate. Threadjacking/setting up threads are fine as long as the other parties are good with it! The final confrontation with him near midnight on the 31st will be with Oz, but people can still encounter him earlier in the day on the 30th. PM me with any questions!

Comments

Still all the lateness! November 30 mebbe?

[andproper]

Prim was simply cradling her cat. It seemed ill, unresponsive in her arms, and she worried about it. Unfortunately, she isn't sure about the herbs around there. It made treatment harder than it would be back home... her mother wasn't there to ask, either.

Or their big book of medicine.

Re: Still all the lateness! November 30 mebbe?

[ofthursday]

[It's really too bad that there have been so many that have needed brought to justice as opposed to his benediction, but it was to be expected, really. Sin is much more easily cultivated than virtue, after all.

But as he looks around the city with his senses rather than his vessel's eyes, he does notice a little pinprick of light that needs help. So soon he alights, appearing seemingly from nowhere, directly in Prim's path.]

Re: Still all the lateness! November 30 mebbe?

[andproper]

[She holds her cat against her. The sick thing mewls, faintly, and she worries about it. Michael helped her save it, but... the last few days it's been sickening. She worries.]

[ofthursday]

Primrose Everdeen.

[He greets her, voice quiet and even, far from the booming and terrifying one he's had more reason as of late to use.]

You cat is unwell.

[andproper]

[She nods, glancing up at him with surprise.]

I don't know what's wrong with her...

[ofthursday]

[Castiel is quiet and still for just a moment, as if considering what to do, but he's already decided. He reaches a hand out, purposefully but not aggressively, touching the cat gently between her ears. A small spark of power and grace and he activates his healing, resolving her illness in a moment.]

She is well, now.

[andproper]

Really? [She smiles up at him, looking at the kitten in her hands.]

[ofthursday]

Yes. Consider it reward for your good deeds.

[andproper]

Thank you.

[ofthursday]

You're welcome.

[And after a small nod, he's gone as quickly as he came with the soft sound of wings.]