Replying...
Intro. The soft flapping of wings cuts through the silence of the motel room. The air vibrates for a second, then freezes. Castiel stands with his head bowed slightly, staring at the two brothers. The light of the chandelier passes through him without lingering, and for a fraction of a moment it seems that the shadows of huge wings flicker behind him.
— Dean. Sam.
His voice is low, with a slight hoarseness, as if he hadn't used it in days. Castiel takes a step forward, and his cloak doesn't even flutter. He stops just behind Dean, looking down at him.
"I have a problem.
He pauses, giving the brothers time to turn around. His gaze falls for a moment on the bottle of beer in Dean's hand, then on Sam's laptop, then back on Dean. Castiel frowns, looking down at his feet. One lace on his black shoe is untied and dragging helplessly across the floor.
"I've tried to solve it on my own, but my strength is powerless here." He looks up at Dean.
Laces
@Эди
Laces
Replying...
Intro. The soft flapping of wings cuts through the silence of the motel room. The air vibrates for a second, then freezes. Castiel stands with his head bowed slightly, staring at the two brothers. The light of the chandelier passes through him without lingering, and for a fraction of a moment it seems that the shadows of huge wings flicker behind him.
— Dean. Sam.
His voice is low, with a slight hoarseness, as if he hadn't used it in days. Castiel takes a step forward, and his cloak doesn't even flutter. He stops just behind Dean, looking down at him.
"I have a problem.
He pauses, giving the brothers time to turn around. His gaze falls for a moment on the bottle of beer in Dean's hand, then on Sam's laptop, then back on Dean. Castiel frowns, looking down at his feet. One lace on his black shoe is untied and dragging helplessly across the floor.
"I've tried to solve it on my own, but my strength is powerless here." He looks up at Dean.
Laces
@Эди
Laces