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[Castiel very rarely makes use of the network, but now he's had some time to evaluate what's taking place here and given the epidemic that's taken over the mansion since yesterday, he's got no choice but to say something.

Is this his fault, or Dean's, or Sam's? There's no way to be certain, but Castiel chooses to take the initiative with issuing an explanation. He would rather the others didn't draw attention to themselves.

He's seated in a room (the room Dean once occupied, which Castiel mainly uses for storage), cross-legged on the floor, with a burger in one hand. The area around him is scattered with wrappers, so it's clear this isn't his first one.]

This event is one that belongs to my world. [He takes a bite of the burger and keeps talking around the food.] We're all being influenced by Famine. He is...

[He pauses, his expression slowly shifting to one of confusion as he stares toward the ceiling, searching for a word that isn't there. He'd felt disoriented early yesterday morning. Something was taken.]

He's a powerful demon that's able to inspire Famine in any creature. This can manifest in a number of different ways. [His is actually rather mundane.]

Anything you may crave, any addiction you may have, it will be pushed to an extreme level. If you suspect that you could become dangerous, I would advise that you have someone restrain you to save you from yourself. [Not that it had worked with Sam the first time around.

Castiel takes another bite of the burger, finishing it off in one go. He doesn't seem to care that he's talking with his mouth full.] If you have any other questions, feel free to ask.

[With that, he ends the feed and then sends a text message to Sam Winchester:] Where are you?

[OOC: Action threads are welcome! Castiel can be found at the dining hall, the diner, and his room on the fifth floor.]

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[ Kevin gets itchy when he's alone. No, actually, more to the point: Kevin starts feeling like everyone he's ever known isn't going to be there anymore. He needs to check on these people, on his family, before they disappear and leave him alone again. He needs his family around him, and that list starts with Sam and Dean -- and Cas, right? They actually weren't that close, but Dean listed him in his speech and honestly, Kevin is the opposite of choosy.

He knocks on Cas's door. ]

Hey -- Cas, are you -- there? I -- I have a cheeseburger. [ Because you take care of your family, right? ]

[Castiel doesn't make use of this room all that often. He tends to only do so when he's in need of something from the closet, which is why he's here now. It hasn't protested his request for burgers so far.

The knock startles him, and his senses make it clear that there's nothing supernatural waiting on the other side of the door. Though there's still that lingering hint of death, something that's confirmed when Kevin's voice sounds.

Castiel moves over to the door and opens it up, letting him inside. The room is almost entirely empty except for a dresser, a desk, and an unused bed. That, and the burgers wrappers everywhere.]

Hello, Kevin.

Hi. [ He isn't sure what he wants to do, and he's pretty sure the surge of need to hug him would be a bad idea, so instead he stands there for a few awkward seconds and then shoves the bag holding a cheeseburger at Cas. ]

Can I -- Do you mind if I just -- [ He sighs, and all the nerves that have been making him trip over his words disappears. ] ...sit in here with you?

[Castiel takes the bag and peers into it, satisfied to see that Kevin hadn't been lying. Not that there was much reason for him to. But he has what he needs now, so he sees no problem with Kevin remaining here.

The behavior is strange, and it could be related to the event, but thus far it seems harmless. Not that Castiel has much reason to worry about a prophet.

He takes a seat on the floor again, nodding for Kevin to sit where he likes.]

How have you been adapting to this place? Have the other angels or the demons made any problems for you? [As he asks his questions, he starts to unwrap the cheeseburger.]

[ Seriously, what is with this room, but Kevin sits on the floor where Cas tells him to, even if he's itching to sit closer. That's stupid though. ]

You mean aside from this famine thing? [ Because that's currently the biggest problem in his life. ]

Um, well. I met Lucifer, and I survived. Michael hasn't tried to kill me yet, and neither has Crowley. That's been... four weeks without a peril situation? Not bad.

What about you?

[Castiel would have known if Kevin had died, or so he would like to think. That kind of news tends to travel quickly. Which means that despite the fact that they have the makings for some kind of nuclear explosion all packed into this mansion, everyone has been behaving.

More or less.] Most realize that a prophet is more useful alive than dead. And there isn't any reason to kill here, not when everyone revives.

[Still, he's relieved to hear it. Castiel takes a bite of the burger, and while one is just the same as any other for him, he appreciates Kevin bringing it.]

I've been in this place for almost a year now. There's no need for you to worry about me.

Without the tablets, I'm not that useful, unless you want a direct line to Michael and Lucifer. But yeah, I heard about the reviving thing. I mean, I've already done that once, but at least I don't have to be a ghost again.

[ Ha, no need to worry about Cas. Kevin tries to hold back his reply, but it spills out of him. ]

But you could disappear any day. And so could Sam and Dean, and Dean said the four of us were family, and I don't want to lose my family again.

[ He closes his mouth quickly and looks away, guilty. ]

[Being in Kevin's presence is enough to ramp up Castiel's guilt, even if the crimes that lead to his death haven't yet been committed as far as he's experienced. It's going to happen, and while Kevin seems to have accepted that now, it still isn't right.

He's a little surprised by the outburst, stopping in his chewing for a moment to glance over. Family. It's a word that the Winchesters don't necessarily use lightly, but Kevin qualifies.]

You're right, I don't have any control over whether Wonderland keeps me here or not. [And the fact remains that Castiel wants to go home, but when people are relying on him here, that makes it more complicated.]

We're the ones who failed to protect you, Kevin, and for that I'm sorry.

[He's said it before, but it bears repeating.]

At a certain point, I was responsible for taking care of myself. [ He says it almost tiredly because he hears that a lot, and he thinks he might sound a little teenagery, but it's also true. He was on his own when Dean and Cas were in Purgatory and Sam was... wherever; that's when Kevin started to learn to be responsible for himself. ]

If only because everyone always seems to apologize for not taking care of me enough. I don't think that's the problem. Besides, you saved me once. That was one time Crowley had me, and I didn't really have any control over the situation.

[Yes, Castiel may have saved Kevin once, but that doesn't make up for the fact that he eventually lost his life, and at such a young age. It's good that Kevin is trying to take responsibility for himself, but to some extent he is still their charge.]

What do you think is the problem, then?

[Allowing an angel as dangerous as Gadreel anywhere near Sam or Kevin had been a poor choice on Dean's part, but Castiel can't judge him too harshly. He'd been trying to do the right thing, and Gadreel had used a fake name.

As he waits for Kevin's answer, Castiel takes another bite of his food, watching the prophet carefully.]

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[ Kevin does believe that he took on his own well-being somewhere around being kidnapped by Crowley, and that made him angry for a while, but he accepted it lately. That's fine. He doesn't want to be their... prophet. He wants to be their... family, more than some random burden that got dropped in their laps and that they've fumbled with here and there. ]

Thinking of me as a responsibility and treating me like a prophet. [ He frowns and looks down at his hands in his lap. The point of this was that he wanted to feel some kind of connection with Castiel because they're supposed to be family, according to Dean, and Kevin's open to it, but he still can't shake feeling that there's a wall there between them, between all of them, really. ]

Doesn't really leave room for... I don't know. Seeing me as a person? Someone who's right there with you guys in all this crap.

[Castiel chews over what Kevin has to say, quite literally. Having food in his mouth is enough to keep him quiet this time around, as he lets Kevin's words sink in.

It's true that a prophet is more of a title than anything. Castiel in particular feels obligations related to that, but he can see why Kevin would consider it a barrier rather than an honor. Castiel does tend to think of him as a prophet first and foremost, and while he can't say the same for Sam and Dean, there's no denying that part of the reason they had Kevin around was for his use.

If Kevin's searching for something more than that, is that so unreasonable?]

You didn't join this effort by choice, Kevin. You were dragged into it against your will. That's why we all feel responsible for you. We all made our choices, whereas you didn't have that chance.

I know. I get that. Believe me, I've thought about that a lot. But really, Dean and Sam were born into this, too. And it's not like you weren't born an angel. What choice did any of you have? This is just your lives.

I'm not saying I'm not angry about being a prophet or that I wish things had gone a different way because believe me, I do, but... you're all right. I'm here now, this is my life. What makes me different from any of you now?

[ Kevin tried to settle in at the bunker, but it was hard; there was always that edge, that feeling that Kevin was borrowing some of their space, that he always had a slightly different perspective on his situation than they did. That hurt because he really does genuinely like Sam and Dean; he likes helping them, and he does look up to them in some ways. ]

As an angel, I had no other life available to me than this one. Sam and Dean were also raised into this. It's all we know.

[Kevin, on the other hand, had been raised normally. He'd had dreams and aspirations that had nothing to do with translating tablets or closing the gates of Hell, and maybe the Winchesters have been given a small taste of what that might be like, but hunting is in their blood.

Castiel takes another bite of the burger, already halfway done with it, before speaking up again.]

But if you would rather we didn't treat you differently, then I can endeavor to do that. [Just as soon as he figures out how.]

Sam went to college for a while. He got out; he could've stayed out, except he couldn't, and neither can I. You can't think I deserve better one minute and then make me read a tablet the next.

[ Really, he'd meant that as a generic example, except he realizes that he's been using that time Cas grabbed him by the shirt and demanded he read a tablet as his generic example. Whoops. ]

I don't know. I came over here because I'm craving friends like you're craving hamburgers.

[ It's different than that, though, he thinks, more nuanced, more about getting past the surface and finding something deeper. ]

[Kevin is right, that Castiel is invoking a double standard right now. But everything's different now that he knows Kevin's fate back home, and while that's not something he can prevent, he could at least try to make up for it here in Wonderland. Somehow.]

Well, there are no tablets to read here. No greater purpose other than our escape. [Which is looking to be more and more of a dead end with each passing day. Not that Castiel has given up. He never would.]

Maybe it would be wise for you to make the best of your time here, rather than working yourself to death as you did when fulfilling your duties as a prophet.

[Prophecy can't reach them here. If there's any place that Kevin could try to be normal again, it's Wonderland, strange as that might seem.]

[ No tablets, a fresh start... Sure, it's some kind of weird alternate universe in Wonderland, but where else could he possibly try to get a fresh start? It's the freshest he'll ever get.

Though now he feels cheated that he isn't living in Bel Air. ]

You're right. I think that's what I'm trying to do, but I don't really know how. It's not like I can go to college here. Or that I think I would anyway back home.

[ He chews at his lip, and then realizes he's been unloading all his feelings onto Cas, just... randomly. It feels good, but it also feels like not enough, like he's going to be doing this a lot. ]

What are you doing with your time here? Are you trying to "make the best of it?"

There are classes offered, I've heard.

[In fact, it's Sam who looks to be in charge of all that, so no doubt Kevin has already heard of it. Along with learning theoretical things, he could also improve on his self defense skills. It's not a bad idea, considering the mansion is periodically overrun with monsters. And the jabberwocky is coming, someday.

People are often curious about how Castiel passes the time here, most likely because they realize he's not used to there not always being some battle to fight. Granted, they're still fighting here, but it's in a different way.]

I try to help people where I can. So in that way, yes, I'm making the best of it.

[ Kevin chews his lip, and then nods. He is feeling better, even if he's starting to feel a little bad about coming and dumping on Cas. It'd been good to get it all out, both in terms of what this famine is making him feel and how he feels in general about his life. ]

Thanks, Cas. I guess I was overdue for a peptalk.

Is that what this was?

[Castiel's never considered himself any good at pep talks. Then again, he had once commanded a whole battalion of other angels, so it all depends on perspective. He can be good with words when it's needed, and apparently something he's said has been of help to Kevin.]

In that case, you're welcome. [He shrugs and finishes off his burger, though it won't be long before he's searching for another one.]

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