[network] @whatisthis; morning 212; video [open]

[godsspeed]

[ The message goes up early in the day, almost immediately after Castiel wakes up. He's careful to hold his tablet the correct distance away and have it pointed at him before he starts recording - this is important, and he doesn't want anyone to be sidetracked by his confusion regarding these devices. ]

Those of you who stepped into the role of this town's Prophet last night; I need you to tell me what the beings with lights in their mouths looked like to you.

[ It's a demand as much as it is a request. He has to know if the others were being made to kill angelic effigies, immediately. Facial expressions are still something he has to make a conscious effort to preform most of the time, but even with his body language at its usual formal-neutral, there's a noticeable undercurrent of rattled desperation to his tone. Clearly the dream didn't treat him well. ]

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My full name is Death the Kid, but please--call me Kidirectly.

[That reaction from Castiel confuses him. It isn't that Kid hasn't been treated as such in the past, but to be treated so politely here is entirely something different.

As he fiddles with the camera settings to switch it to video, Castiel will be subjected to an uncomfortable close up of the teen's crookedly-bandaged missing right eye and sunken cheeks--but he gets the feed to private and that's what matters!

He's much better at using the mirror.]

This is not the first time I have been told that Death has no children. I am most definitely his child, so we must not come from the same works. Hardly uncommon here.

However...I must admit I am curious what your relationship with Death is in your world, that your reaction is not fear but respect. That is not the reaction I would have expected, not here of all places.

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[godsspeed]

I am Castiel. I am an Angel of the Lord.

[ It feels a little wrong to presume the title after all he's done, but it's what he is as much as who he is. He doesn't know how else to define himself. ]

I have never met Death myself, but he and my Father have an agreement that is... far older than I am. Possibly older than all creation. No other being can come close to matching the Lord God's power. [ None that he both knows about and is willing to acknowledge, at least. Some of the other pantheons could, certainly, but Castiel isn't self aware enough to notice his own angelic posturing. ] We do not meddle in his domain except on very rare occasions, and only with explicit permission.