text; secret video

[strangelic]

Hello.

My name is Castiel, and I'm a healer. I'm pleased to tell you that I will now be available at the clinic for any purpose between healing a scratch and bringing you back from the brink of death. I would like to speak to anyone whose needs may be different from those of the average person, in particular if your physiology isn't human, or human similar. I can't heal my own kind, but it may be possible for me to assist others; I would simply prefer not to discover such flaws in an emergency.

Um. It's nice to meet you, if you're new here.

[ Unbeknownst to Castiel as he texts back to people his phone will also broadcast video of him as he texts with one of these two snapchat features auto-activated throughout the entire conversation. His text is also white. So fun. Want to tell him what's happening? ]

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[strangelic]

[ He hums softly. ] Something else?

We could play some other game. Dare? Truth or dare?

[ He's innocent, really. ]

Or Snap!

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[kickingand]

[ Dean's brow furrows a bit, confusion stricken across his features. Because not only is he lost, he's entirely unsure as to why Cas still, so badly, wants him to play. ]

Snap?

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[strangelic]

The card game. [ He nods, and slips off the couch, hurrying off into Dean's room and coming back with the cards and a hopeful look on his face. ] It doesn't take as long as poker.

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[kickingand]

[ Dean's already scrubbing his face and wishing for alcohol by the time Cas returns, setting his comm device away and looking up with a helpless sort of expression. ]

You want to play that bad, huh.

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[strangelic]

Unless you want to discuss why you thought I was...um. Tripping out?

[ Because Cas still doesn't get that. ]