Search Party Log

[putuporshutup]

Who: Whichever idiots want to go out into the woods and figure out what killed April
What: Search Party!
When: Thursday
Where: The Lobby/The Grounds/The Forest
Rating: PG-13 otherwise tag your threads

She wouldn't normally care, but with the castle shifting to resemble anything remotely like her world, Meg was on edge. When she found April - or what was left of her - decorating the castle halls, that concern switched to full blown alert mode. The demon spent the night and half the morning poking around the castle, looking for whatever had done it on her own to no avail. By noon, she had circled back around to the lobby and stood there glaring at the pile of weapons, wondering what the hell the catch was.

Finally, she cracked open her journal. By now, more people surely would have seen the carnage.

"All right," she sighed heavily. "Anyone wants to go out and find what did it, meet me in the lobby."

Comments

[putuporshutup]

[Cas pls]

Did you fall on your head on your way back in here, or were you just gone long enough to forget how much this place fucks with everyone?

[ofthursday]

You are the one insisting on running after it.

[He's just trying to be confident. Fake confident, anyway, considering he's dying and all. Is he allaying suspicion yet?]

[putuporshutup]

Someone's got to. [She glares, then shakes her head and chuckles, because it suddenly strikes her how odd this argument actually is.] Since when do you care less about this crap than me?

[ofthursday]

[Castiel generally cares about people, and about protecting people from monsters, but aside from a few individuals here he has very little loyalty to those in this place. And considering the last time he tried to help someone out he's just not that enthusiastic about the entire idea, especially before they really know anything.]

I am simply being cautious.

[putuporshutup]

[Meg has been around long enough and lost enough people here to care. Sue her, she's invested.

She narrows her eyes at his comment though. Because... what?]

So which is it? Are you being cautious, or is this thing no match for you and I?

[ofthursday]

[Ugh Meg stop questioning him, especially when the answer is both. He's not about to tell her that, because she'll just get mad, and now he's in a hole and should probably pretend this conversation never happened.]

I have no desire to debate this. If you are intent on going after whatever it is, I'll assist you.

[So smooth. He's doing great today.]

[putuporshutup]

[She stares at him and opens her mouth as if to say something else, then thinks the better of it and closes it. Meg squints at her angel and her expression says that they're definitely going to talk about this later, but for now, he's technically giving her what she wanted.

...Not that she ever would have asked.]

Fine.

[as always]

[ofthursday]

[Okay good. Moving on...]

Presuming it is from our world, have you considered what it might be?

[Most things have their own little styles and tendencies, and few are so... Dramatic as this seems to be. It's either something very purposefully theatrical and over the top--like some demons--or something very violent and wild; unfortunately, that doesn't narrow things down too much.]