[log] Event: Howl [open]

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Characters: everyone
Location: The sort of location M.C. Escher wishes he'd thought up.
Date: nights 211 & 212
Summary: I hunt for you with bloody feet across the hallow'd ground
Warnings: potential for violence, death, and psychological horror; please note in subject lines if any specific warnings come up!

like some child possessed, the beast howls in my veins
I want to find you tear out all your tenderness

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[godsspeed]

How would you know? [ Castiel snaps his answer, and it's the most openly agitated he's been since he got here. Anna had been the first person he'd thought to look for on his arrival - his sister and former commander who he'd turned in turned in for betraying Heaven before realizing she'd been right all along. Or thinking that's what he'd realized. He's still very unsure of how to feel about... anything, really. But the point is she's someone he wants very badly to see again, to speak to. ]

[rubikscomplex]

[House is completely unfazed by the snap, but he does file it away for future needling purposes.]

Well, we got a couple of options.

A) I've been here a hell of a lot longer than you and seen it before.
B) I'm lying so you'll just get over it and go and kill you buddy.
Or C) I wanna murder you and I figure sending you toward your brethren'll work real well for that.

Care to take a guess?

[godsspeed]

[ Castiel actually turns around - whole body, not just looking over his shoulder - to glare at House for a moment before returning to the task at hand and looking back at the thing wearing Anna's form. ]

If you're wrong about this, I will kill you next. [ Not that he's certain how he would know before it proved too late, either for Anna or - more likely - for himself. ] How many obstacles lie between us? She - it is... [ He pauses, remembering the systems of measurement. American accent, 21st century dialect. ] Ninety yards away, directly ahead.

[rubikscomplex]

[Castiel can't see the look House gives him, but the even just the silence from him is unimpressed. It's easier to be unimpressed when the guy doesn't know who he is.]

It's just the stairs. We've got about ten more up, there's a landing, then another set leading down. Sounds like Sis is on the other side. We'll let her reach us on the landing. Unless you wanna tackle something down a flight of stairs.

[House isn't going to let him, whether Cas wants to or not. The sense that he should be the one to protect the Prophet is too strong. It's irritating.]

How many heads does it have? And how high up is the mouth. One of us is gonna have to distract it while the other one grabs the light.

[godsspeed]

[ Castiel nods along because however loathe he is to admit it, House is right. If he tries to fight this impostor on uneven ground that he can't even see in the first place, he's more likely to hurt himself than actually accomplish anything. ]

It has four faces, all eight feet above the ground. They look in all directions - once we are no longer blocked from its sight by an obstacle, there will be no hiding from it. Only one mouth has the light at a time, but it passes it between each one in sequence.

[rubikscomplex]

[House swears under his breath.]

Any chance you angel kids got a crotch I can kick that'll bring it down to our level?

[godsspeed]

No. We have no such obvious weaknesses. [ Or, for that matter, legs. At least not in the traditional sense. ] If you distract it, I could climb its back. Or we could lure it back to the shift in gravity. Standing at an angle to it would put us at the right height.

[rubikscomplex]

[He weighs the options. They don't have much time to deliberate.]

How good a climber are you?

[That's really the only salient point here.]