[It’s said as a joke, but it does bother her. Who wants to be called a monster? Even if there were times, especially in the beginning, where she saw herself that way.]
I’m an inhuman. Mostly human with some alien DNA thrown in there. Didn’t even know that was a thing until I got my powers last year.
[ Cas sets the bottle on the table. Sets his glass down, too, and instead just puts an elbow on the table and looks at Skyle. His lips quirked a little, one eyebrow cocked. There's no intent in his glassy eyes, but there's something there, barbed wire on his tongue, but of the good-natured kind for once. ]
The amounts of lewd jokes this is just opening up is truly astonishing.
[Skye takes another sip of her drink before setting it down. She already feels warm from the two double shots she just had, so walking home will be interesting.]
I, uh... am a wavelength of celestial intent. Concentrated light and energy. I'm about the size of your Chrysler Building. Give or take. Well, uhm. Used to be, of course.
I don't know, It's freaked some people out before.
[Like Dean.
Skye has met some--
Interesting people, since arriving here, but what Cas tells her floors her. Especially when she grew up in a Catholic orphanage where religion was shoved down her throat.]
Like an angel?
[She says the words slowly, hoping he meant something else, because she hadn't prepared to have her beliefs shaken. Again.]
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[ If the words faze him, Cas doesn't show it. Not really a concern where he's from, but they have plenty to be concerned about.
He drinks on empty stomach, too. They're both masters of good life choices ont his day. ]
How much has Dean told you?
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The smile fades when he asks what Dean has told her, however.]
About where you guys are from? I know he hunts monsters.
[Skye nudges her empty glass towards him, hoping for another refill.]
He threatened to kill me too, when he first got here... Again.
[Which was terrifying at the time, but now? It’s almost amusing. Their relationship was a rollercoaster.]
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Interesting revelations here. And he's always interested in keeping tabs on assets - or dangers - to be aware of. ]
What kind of monster are you, then?
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[It’s said as a joke, but it does bother her. Who wants to be called a monster? Even if there were times, especially in the beginning, where she saw herself that way.]
I’m an inhuman. Mostly human with some alien DNA thrown in there. Didn’t even know that was a thing until I got my powers last year.
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So. Not a monster, then.
[ He pours, throwing her a look bordering on apologetic. ]
What can you do?
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I make things shake, basically.
[Except it’s way more dangerous than it might sound.]
I can feel the vibrations in everything and tap into them.
[This time she doesn’t knock the drink back and instead takes a small sip.]
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The amounts of lewd jokes this is just opening up is truly astonishing.
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[Skye takes another sip of her drink before setting it down. She already feels warm from the two double shots she just had, so walking home will be interesting.]
So me being a partial alien doesn’t bother you?
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[ Cas smirks a little. ]
I, uh... am a wavelength of celestial intent. Concentrated light and energy. I'm about the size of your Chrysler Building. Give or take. Well, uhm. Used to be, of course.
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[
Like Dean.Skye has met some--
Interesting people, since arriving here, but what Cas tells her floors her. Especially when she grew up in a Catholic orphanage where religion was shoved down her throat.]
Like an angel?
[She says the words slowly, hoping he meant something else, because she hadn't prepared to have her beliefs shaken. Again.]
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[ Oh, was she hoping to catch a break here? Cas has no mercy for breaking people's world views. ]
Like a fallen, fucked up angel.
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Now? Now she actually believes him, which is terrifying.]
Oh my—-
[Maybe she shouldn’t finish that sentence.]
What happened?
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He doesn't mind it. Take God's name in vain - as if He's still around to care.
What happened? Dean did. ]
Rebellion. End of the world. All that fun stuff.
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I'm sorry.
[It felt like the most appropriate response, even if she's still trying to process all of this.]
How long have you--?
[On earth? Been like this?]