( Dean has been having similar dodging issues. He'd bet the snowballs were magic or whatever fuels this city considering how fast and hard they fly. He doesn't take part in it, thanks. He's too old to be throwing freaking snowballs in the middle of a busy sidewalk.
In ducking one, he misses another lobbed right at the back of his head. It hits hard and sends him forward into the snow at Bela's feet. He groans, pushing himself up, fingers in the cold snow.
Grabbing the back of his head, he feels where a welt will probably spring from as his eyes find Bela Lugosi Talbot.
It's been twelve years since she double-crossed her way into the Winchester's lives. It's been a long time since he's thought about her. Dying, going to Hell, and climbing down off the rack to torture other souls will do that to a guy. That and everything else Biblical that followed. Despite how long it's been, how mature he'd like to think he's become, his first instinct is to draw a gun he conceals (thanks, Qi'ra).
Instead, he pushes himself to his feet, going on the defensive and straightening up.
There's a chance this isn't Bela considering his doppelganger Alec is running around somewhere. But, this is his life (it's everyone's, really, the world no longer revolves around him, but it doesn't matter). Cas is from a different point in time and now here he is, knocked to the snow in front of his former frenemy.
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In ducking one, he misses another lobbed right at the back of his head. It hits hard and sends him forward into the snow at Bela's feet. He groans, pushing himself up, fingers in the cold snow.
Grabbing the back of his head, he feels where a welt will probably spring from as his eyes find Bela
LugosiTalbot.It's been twelve years since she double-crossed her way into the Winchester's lives. It's been a long time since he's thought about her. Dying, going to Hell, and climbing down off the rack to torture other souls will do that to a guy. That and everything else Biblical that followed. Despite how long it's been, how mature he'd like to think he's become, his first instinct is to draw a gun he conceals (thanks, Qi'ra).
Instead, he pushes himself to his feet, going on the defensive and straightening up.
There's a chance this isn't Bela considering his doppelganger Alec is running around somewhere. But, this is his life (it's everyone's, really, the world no longer revolves around him, but it doesn't matter). Cas is from a different point in time and now here he is, knocked to the snow in front of his former frenemy.
And then another snowball hits him. )