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[ofthursday]

Who: Castiel, Meg, and Silva
What: Silva and Meg have unfinished business, and Castiel is just incredibly unfortunate
When: Friday, December 6th
Where: Out in the town, elsewhere
Rating: PG-13 to R for violence and probably language

Castiel managed to escape the Castle that morning with only minimal kissing, and decided it was a good day to go exploring the town a bit more. He had no desire to fight with mistletoe and was overdue to find out more about this place anyway, so even though he really wasn't fond of the cold Castiel had set out to look around.

It's been a few hours and he's stopped at a few shops, found a snack, and continued on to the arts district to check out the church. It's beautiful but doesn't hold his interest for a particularly long time and so he continues, wandering around and just watching people go by, still exploring but more aimlessly than before.

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[ofthursday]

[Well that was pathetic, and embarrassing, especially for someone that prides themselves on their skill with bladed weapons. He clenches his jaw, wishing he could speak so he could throw taunts and attempt to draw attention back to himself, but he can't do much other than catch Meg's gaze and give a tiny, almost imperceptible shake of his head.

He considers trying to grab the pipe, or go after Silva with his hands, but he's losing blood and blackness keeps threatening to invade his vision. His eyes flutter as he supports himself on his hands, but suddenly his mind clears again as he thinks of something, and he tilts his head upward.

The devil's trap. If he can break it, Meg will be entirely capable of overpowering Silva despite her injuries, and that would do them all a lot more good than just offering tiny distractions. It's too far for him to reach, but he has an idea, and with great effort he ignores Silva and Meg and just dips his fingers into the hole in his shoulder to dig out blood to gather in his palm.]