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[demonicbeauty]

State your business with Ariadne...

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end of november, a day after Dean kicks it; un: thursday

[foolintherain]

Ariadne, this is Castiel
Are Dean and Sam with you?

[VIDEO]; un: [USERNAME NOT SET]

[demonicbeauty]

[Under other circumstances, she might try to text back. But her texting skills are awful. She knows it.

And if it involves Dean and Sam, it could be urgent.

So she gets on the video feed, looking wide-eyed and nervous right off the bat.]

No. None of them. Why?

text > video

[foolintherain]

[ Oh, video. Okay, sure. Cas switches immediately, too nervous to question why, when most people seem to prefer text. ]

I haven't heard from Dean in almost a day
I heard, also, that Sam had been hassling you
Have either of them contacted you recently?

[demonicbeauty]

[She shakes her head.]

No.

Dean said he was going to talk to you about ways to fix Sam. Did you figure something out? He promised me that he would tell me if he did. That he wouldn't go off and do something by himself.

[See this face? This is the face of someone who really wants to trust him, but is beginning to lose that trust.]

[foolintherain]

[ That's a familiar expression, to be sure. Cas can empathize. ]

No, he wouldn't have done something like that without me.

[ Wouldn't he, tho... Castiel doesn't entirely look like he believes the words before he refocuses. ]

When's the last time you spoke to him? Or Sam?

CW: Discussion of body parts

[demonicbeauty]

Um...I don't know? I guess when Sam decided to expose himself to me?

[She's dismissive of it because it wasn't the genitalia that bothered her. More just the fact that it was so out-of-character.]

A few days back?

A gift. Dec 3rd.

[family_remains]

Sam doesn't make a point to seek Ariadne out, but he knows she is never far from her orchard. She can probably smell him a mile off but it's cold and windy, so he reckons his scent won't linger long enough to pick up right away and when she does, he'll be long gone.

He isn't sure what compels him to be there, they haven't spoken in a while, but he knows things are about to get tricky and just in case.. maybe..

Maybe he should do this.

Dean said he didn't think Sam had a soul.

Sam is beginning to agree with his his brother.

He doesn't care about it, not particularly. He doesn't even care about Dean that much except that survival here would be a lot more difficult without him and if Sam doesn't take some action to clear the playing field soon Dean won't stick around much longer.

Maybe it's a goodbye.. in a way. Or a hello. Or a cry for help. Maybe, just maybe, it is the last calling wisp of his soul attempting to fix the festering void behind his body's ribs.

Sam tracks through the snow in his heavy, steel capped boots, searching for the oldest tree in the very center. By all rights he trusts it to be the most sacred, and from his pocket he produces a small, silver charm bracelet.

He ponders why he's even out there, moving it around his knuckles like prayer beads. His fingers are numb but he knows the shape of every talisman without having to look. Crosses, stars, and triskelions amongst Enochian and human sigils.

Finally, his fingers stop on the one that feels right and he looks down. A petite, sunbeamed pentagram, the same as the tattoo on his chest, that feels warm despite the temperature.

This is it.

Sam unclasps the charm from the bracelet and threads it on to a length of cord he'd been carrying in his other hand before tying it to the lowest hanging branch of the tree.

It feels strange in his chest and he doesn't know why. This bracelet doesn't mean anything to him anymore. It's just junk. So why...

Better not to dwell. It's probably not that deep.

He takes a breath and casts a hope on the gleam of the silver in sunlight that when everything comes to a head with Anakin, the problem will be solved and he can move on from this whole clusterfuck of a situation. Put the dog back in his cage. Stop relying on a Sith lord for safety warnings.

A beat and he turns, stepping in his same footprints, and follows them back to the cobbled streets of town.

Christmas Delivery

[lightthedarkness]

[Wrapped up in a bright red and white box is a plate of bought snowflake cookies and adecorative hair piece.

Attached is a note with a little rabbit doodle:]

Happy Holidays!
Love,
Usagi

[VOICE]; UN: [USERNAME NOT SET]

[demonicbeauty]

[A few hours later, when Ariadne returns home, she spots the gift and makes a soft, delighted sound.

After reading the note, she hops on the network.]

Usagi! Thank you so much for the gift!

Voice; UN: Cuddlebunny

[lightthedarkness]

Awww yay! I'm glad you like it! I thought it would make you look even more beautiful!

[demonicbeauty]

That's...very kind of you to say.

[Although she might be a little more excited by the cookies...]

Do you celebrate the holiday with the fat man who breaks into houses?

[lightthedarkness]

I'm sorry, what?

Are... are you talking about Santa?

[demonicbeauty]

Right! Yes! The one who leaves gifts?

[lightthedarkness]

Um, sorta? Christmas isn't that big of a thing in Japan where I'm from, it's actually more of a "couples" holiday, but I like giving gifts to my friends and Christmas is a good excuse for my usually shy friends.

[demonicbeauty]

What's a "couples" holiday?

[lightthedarkness]

Oh, you know, like, a romantic holiday, a holiday usually celebrated by people in a romantic sort of relationship.

[demonicbeauty]

I see! We have something like that back home. It's called Aefie's Eve.

[lightthedarkness]

What do you do for Aefie's Eve?

[demonicbeauty]

Um...well, it's also a "couples" holiday. So I'm sure couples do all kinds of nice things.

[She shrugs. Having never been in a relationship, she can't say much.]

But there are some beautiful hymns we sing to Aefie. She's the goddess of love.

[lightthedarkness]

Oh! I have a goddess of love too! She's Venus or Aphrodite, both names work for her. She's the goddess of love and beauty!

[demonicbeauty]

Both love and beauty? She must be a very busy goddess.

[lightthedarkness]

She is. [Looking after Usagi and being in charge of all the senshi on top of trying to be an idol.] But she's amazing so she handles it.

[demonicbeauty]

It sounds like...

[Ariadne tilts her head.]

Like you know her. Do you?

[lightthedarkness]

I do! I know a lot of goddesses back home.

[demonicbeauty]

Oh! That's wonderful!

What's she like?