Feb 10, 2013
fledglingofmercy replied to your post: -casually rummages through clothes for blue...
“It is nesting season, and I require blue things.”
"Can't let you have my clothes, sweetheart."
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fledglingofmercy replied to your post: -casually rummages through clothes for blue...
“It is nesting season, and I require blue things.”
"Can't let you have my clothes, sweetheart."
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-casually rummages through clothes for blue things-
"Who are you and why the hell are you going through my stuff?"
"Yeah. They will, Kabshiel."
"Dean, c-can I stay with you for a while, so no d-demons can get to me?" Kabshiel pleaded, suddenly seeming much more like a child now. He was scared, trembling some, and his shoulders were hunched a bit. His rigid posture was gone.
Dean blinked in confusion, but as soon as he saw the state the fledgling was in his face tensed up and he mustered him full of worry. Seemingly no one was safe these days. " 'Course, Kab. Relax. Nothing's gonna happen to you as long as I'm around." he promised and gestured towards a small table and a chair. There wasn't really much more to relax on in the small, cheap motel room. Well, besides the beds. But getting an angel into a bed (for sleeping or resting activities, you perverts) was always a toughie. "What happened?" he asked after a moment, making mental notes on who to ice next.
Kabshiel moved to his Father wrapping his arms around him tightly. He had almost forgotten how this must be affecting him. He was the Father! He was suffering too. "I love you, Father," he whispered, softly.
He wasn't quite used to being hugged, but graciously accepted it, putting one arm around his son to return the hug. "I love you too." he kissed the top of Kabshiel's head, "Never forget that."
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"Father, I had faith that he would change," he whispered, looking up at the person he use to believe was just a writer. He had heard through the grapevine that if he wanted his Father, he should go here. Kabshiel was testing the water right now. "I will work to forgive him, but I really don't see how I will."
He stared out the window, sure that angels would flock toward him. He turned and rested a hand on Kabshiel's shoulder, "So did I, my son." he sighed, and stepped away from him, "So did I."
"That is quite alright. I only came to say good bye and to tell you to trust your human body. It will tell you when you need to eat and sleep," he explained, looking up at him quietly. "I'll be leaving you now," Kabshiel nodded, looking way from him and stepping away.
"Yes, yes, I know. I'm actually trying to... "sleep" at the moment, yet I can't. It's odd." Lucifer confessed.
"Goodbye." Lucifer called.