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Who: Leviastiel, and YOU~
When: December 1st-December 6th
Where: All over the city
Summary: The Leviathan go on a rampage and eat their way through the city.
Warnings: Almost everything? Seriously though this is an ancient body-controlling monster that will eat people alive, so yeah.

OOC: Same deal as the Godstiel log! Tag in your characters and post when the encounter is happening. Encounters can happen from just after midnight on the 1st (start of the day midnight) to noon on the 6th, just pick a day and time! Information for the plot is here and if people who haven't signed up still want to encounter Leviastiel, just drop me a note on the plotting post!

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[ofthursday]

[The Leviathan aren't really looking for Sam, they're just wandering about when they sense him nearby, and they can't resist. Immediately they double back toward the Winchesters, appearing out of nowhere with the soft sound of stolen wings.]

Sam Winchester.

[The sound of Sam's name from his vessel's mouth stirs Castiel's consciousness from the half-sedated state he's in at the moment, and he expends the effort to claw his way up far enough to be able to look out of his vessels' eyes and see what's going on. This is bad.

The Leviathan ignore his efforts entirely, though they do scan his memory for the name of the woman with Sam.]

And Prue, is it?

[astralling]

[Prue is in the middle of kissing Sam on the cheek when Castiel shows up, and stops to give him a puzzled look at not appearing to remember her.]

Yeah? [Then all of a sudden she remembers and goes very still.

Crowley's warning and his plea demand for help. Maybe it's even worse than the megalomaniac Castiel who posted. Crowley was afraid that something in him would take over soon, and looking at him, Prue can't tell if it's happened yet. Maybe. If he can't properly remember working with her then- probably.]

Castiel. [Cautiously.] Hi.

[This is bad. She could use every ounce of strength she has and maybe make him flinch, if her power works on him at all. Lucifer was able to kill her powers, so god only knows.]

[upstairsbrain]

[ He hopes she realizes that this is not Castiel-- though, the difference is fairly obvious. He steps instinctively in front of her, eyes on the man before them. This must be the Leviathan controlling him, and Sam is immediately outraged, incensed. He knows he can't exorcize them, and there's none of that--Borax, was it--stuff around that'll hurt them. So, all he can do is raise his gun, gaze hard and steeled. ]

Don't. [ It's not exactly clear who that was meant for. ] ... Prue, this isn't Cas. There're monsters inside him, controlling him.

[ And they're hard to kill, says his expression. ]

[ofthursday]

[The Leviathan just grin, completely unbothered by the gun aimed toward them; it won't hurt, even if Sam does shoot them.]

Monsters is a harsh word, Sam.

[Just saying, as they drift a little closer fearlessly.]

[astralling]

Not harsh enough.

[Not taking her eyes off Castiel, she puts a hand over Sam's and brings the gun down. It very, very obviously won't help.]

What do you want with him?

[upstairsbrain]

[ Makes him feel better. Especially when the circumstances are... bleak. ]

Forget it. [ He mutters quickly, still watching the Leviathan. ] Go, I'll catch up.

[ He'll be damned if Prue is hurt because of him, or when there's something he can do to stop it. ]

[ofthursday]

[They grin at Sam, then at Prue.]

Don't leave now; we're about to have dinner.

[Castiel is gathering what strength he has left, every nerve on edge; he doesn't for a moment think he has a chance of taking back control, but he might at least be able to make the Leviathan falter if he has to.]