Tell Them What I Hoped Would Be Impossible // Private

[Leafwing12]

Castiel was silent for a moment. “His real name is Cornelius James. When he was born, his mother and father were killed shortly after at a protest. He moved in with his uncle a few years later and..His uncle regularly poisoned him to make him immune to poison. At the age of 17, he killed his uncle, returning afterwards to retrieve his skull, which he has on his staff. The bird is his only support system.” He said

[dannychan]

dean blinked and looked at sam. “so.. he’s human, and just really freaky?”

[Leafwing12]

He nodded. “Yes. But yeas of abuse can do that to a person Dean. I’m sure you know.” He said, looking at Dean

[dannychan]

he sighed. “i don’t go parading around with a bird mask with my uncle’s skull on a stick.” he stated.

[Leafwing12]

He sighed. “I suppose not, but you and your brother hunt demons and have been to hell in back.” He said.

[dannychan]

he nodded. “still.” he stated and sighed. “also, i wanna know how the hell he got so damn big..” he muttered, shaking his head.

[Leafwing12]

He blinekd. “I do not have an explanation for that. He’s just large.” Castiel said. Sam sighed.

“...Poor Guy.” He whisoered

[dannychan]

dean frowned. “maybe uh.. maybe you can go see if he’s ok, sam?” he suggested.

[Leafwing12]

Sam nodded. “I will.” He siad. He then moved off to the infirmary.

[dannychan]

doc was inside, staring out the window. he had his hat and mask off, his hood down. he had incredibly long white hair, which came down to about his mid back. he, again, hadn’t heard he door, so he was just sitting near the sink, letting nevermore splash around in some water. there was a black strap going around the back of his head, which indicated he probably had an eyepatch. he slowly stood, moving to take out nevermore out and set her in a towel. she gave a displeased squawk and the man hummed. “hush, girl. ain’t no one gonna hurt you again.” he mumbled, bringing her up to kiss her head.