001 [Written/Action]

[ofthursday]

[Castiel has spent the last week or so since his arrival getting used to being mortal more than actually acclimating to this new world. It hasn't been easy in the slightest, having to learn to manage basic human necessities as well as the larger unsettling issue of being suddenly a completely different species.

But he's adaptable, and he's managing, if not especially well. He looks a bit more unkempt than when he arrived, figuring out how to brush his hair and take care of the scruffy beard he's growing a far lower priority than trying to eat and sleep, and the lost look isn't gone from his eyes. However, today he's ventured out of his room for more than just food, beginning to explore the castle, but soon being completely waylaid by the library. The selection is incredible, and Castiel knows where he's going to be spending a lot of time.

That's where he's settled, if anyone is passing by, writing out an entry in the journal the castle provided him. He might as well try it out, and he has information he wants.]

I want to hear of any attempts that have been made toward leaving this place. Surely someone has tried.

[And if not, he's going to be really unimpressed.]

Comments

[putuporshutup]

Well that's good.

[She picks up a slice of pizza and nibbles on it a bit, but when she looks up across the table, she can't seem to take her eyes off of Cas' mouth. She can't help biting her lip, it's a nervous habit she's developed in this odd situation of actually having to control her impulses.]

[ofthursday]

[Castiel is really not the most graceful at the whole eating thing, though he's certainly not messy either, and he doesn't think for even a moment that Meg would actually be watching. So he pays her no attention, getting another slice of pizza, entirely focused on his food.]

[putuporshutup]

[Meg can't even fathom why the sight of Cas wrestling with stringy, melty cheese is so sexy, but she decides eventually that it's mostly his lips that she's fixated on. He's quite lost in his own world as usual, so she doesn't bother to hide the fact that she's blatantly staring and running through an increasingly explicit mental list of things they'd be better suited for. Somehow the fact that he's totally oblivious makes it even hotter - but that might just be the pent up frustration speaking. She doesn't realize it, but a small moan that might even be mistaken for a whimper escapes her own lips as she watches him licking a bit of stray sauce from his thumb and pictures his tongue somewhere else entirely.]

[ofthursday]

[When he finishes the second piece he decides to slow down, having found out the hard way on the second day he was here that his stomach doesn't like a lot of food very quickly, and when he hears Meg make that sound he looks up at her immediately in concern. When it's obvious she's not injured or anything he just gives her a questioning look.]

[putuporshutup]

[Meg realizes that she must have given herself away, and crosses her arms a little defensively.] What? You've been a human long enough now, don't tell me you haven't randomly been turned on at a completely inappropriate moment yet.

[ofthursday]

[He gives her a flat look for that.]

[putuporshutup]

I'll take that as a yes.

[ofthursday]

[She just gets an even more flat one for that. He refuses to confirm or deny.]

[putuporshutup]

[She sits back and cocks her head to the side, a coy and satisfied smile on her face] Why Cas, no witty retort? I must have hit a nerve. I get it, I get it. Not the most comfortable topic for you. I understand though. It must be so hard adjusting to everything. I just wish I knew some way I could make you feel better.

[ofthursday]

[Castiel just watches her impassively, pretty sure that's all innuendo. As much as he is willing to play this game at times, he's not really in a flirty mood currently, even if he isn't truly bothered that Meg is. She usually is, after all.]

Perhaps in the future. There are more pressing matters to become accustomed to currently.

[Like trying to figure out how to sleep for more than two hours at a time.]

[putuporshutup]

[Meg smiles more genuinely after finally having gotten some kind of acknowledgement out of him. It's even kind of promising.]

I know, I know. I just can't seem to help myself. And I suck at this whole compassion thing, but I really do want to help you however I can. I'll do my best to get information and we'll keep each other updated, deal?

[This is totally Meg right now]

[ofthursday]

[He nods once firmly, clearly 'deal', and gives a few signs in response.]

I am not adept at compassion either, but the offer is the same to you.

[He wants to help her as well. They're a team.]

[putuporshutup]

[She smiles warmly and signs back as she sometimes does, in her own gesture of solidarity.]

We're in this together.