[ when cas turns around, dean almost flinches back. this isn't cas, this is something else, something more dangerous wearing the angel's face. the sickly skin and black goo only scream so louder, leave dean on edge and alarmed in no time at all.
never mind the smile, something that looks so wrong on the angel's features.
he's stepping back immediately, or tries but the things hands are in the lapels of his jacket suddenly, clutching tightly and making sure he isn't going anywhere. ]
What the fuck are you? What the hell did you do to Cas?
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Cas--
[ when cas turns around, dean almost flinches back. this isn't cas, this is something else, something more dangerous wearing the angel's face. the sickly skin and black goo only scream so louder, leave dean on edge and alarmed in no time at all.
never mind the smile, something that looks so wrong on the angel's features.
he's stepping back immediately, or tries but the things hands are in the lapels of his jacket suddenly, clutching tightly and making sure he isn't going anywhere. ]
What the fuck are you? What the hell did you do to Cas?
[ at least there's venom in his voice now. ]