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ive met five other time travelers so far including you
id say yes

That's strange.
Or maybe it isn't.
If this place truly is caught in a loop of repeating events, there may be some purpose to gathering so many here.

maybe if any of us could still time travel it would
but our powers are all suppressed so its basically useless right now

The ability is suppressed, but not the familiarity with its means and ways.
There may be some quirk of the cycle that one of us is equipped to recognize.

ok but
the thing is that time travel doesnt work the same for everyone
ive talked to enough different people to know that
time travel in my universe relies on stable time loops
my other friend whos gone now could repeat a month back from the beginning but couldnt go back further than that
were not even sure if this is the product of a time thing and not just regular old linear repetition
at most im just fucking frustrated that theres been this many time travelers and we havent been able to control anything about it

Arguably a wider spread of experiences with time travel means a greater chance that one of us will find something familiar.
I don't think there's truly such a thing as coincidences.
But I may be biased.

and i come from a universe predicated on a billion shitty time loops but ive got zero evidence suggesting this place is like that
they cant even guarantee every person gets brought here the right way cas
and what about all the other people who arent time travelers
if the admin really wanted someone who could do anything she should have brought dave not me

There are angels other than myself who are more experienced with time travel across its many permutations, and who are wiser and cleverer. But I am here and they aren't. And you are here, and Dave isn't.
There may be a reason for this. There may be no reason for this.
It's not as useful, but if nothing else I think you understand my struggles in a way that Dave would not. I'm grateful for that.

[Of all the things he expected to see today, this wasn't one of them. But at the same time...]

yeah
he wouldnt

[Dave was never a sprite.]

its kind of hard to say anything for sure when we dont know how they bring us in yet
or why bringing anyone in is happening
weve seen a lot of fucked up stuff but this right here is still a mystery
and im not sure how much of the digging i personally want to do after whats happened

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how are you coping after that anyway

I've seen and been through worse before. I am slightly disoriented, but I will recover.

What about you? You did well, back there. Relaying messages for those being possessed. Escape would have been that much harder, without your help.

really
you go through that and the most you feel is slightly disoriented

[Don't mind him dodging the question.]

Durability is an important trait for a soldier of Heaven to have.

[ A pause, then he adds; ]

The worst part was forgetting things.
Things about what I am.
That's never happened before. It was disconcerting.

[Davesprite is silent for a stretch.]

its happened to me before
not exactly like what happened then
but this place putting thoughts in my head
just a few days in there was all this static that cropped up and fuzzed over everything and made people fade in and out around me
it made me feel like everyone else in norfinbury was fake
this time
after a while
it was hard to remember there was anything else but the eyes
you had a pair of them didnt you

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Yes. One for myself, one for Jimmy. It seems like they're going to be permanent additions as well, or at least as permanent as any scars are here.

[It makes sense now that he says it. Marks made, scars remain, and he has to touch at his face and remind himself he's fine now, he's fine, there's nothing there, it doesn't even hurt. He snatches his sunglasses off entirely, staring hard into the overwhelming white of the snow in front of him until his eyes start to burn from dryness. Castiel's cell stood a certain ways away from him, and wherever he moved within it there was the sign of the prophet carved into him in double. He can't feel it now. He can't sense any of them, and he tells himself through a second round of staring at the snow that he can't. He can't. He doesn't know how far any of them are; he doesn't know where Castiel is.]

[He's outside. He's safe.]

[He is, above all, getting tired already of his mind trying to say otherwise.]

how the fuck are you just that ok with it
i dont care how durable youre supposed to be
how do you just shrug it off like it was nothing worse than a case of the flu
like
disoriented
what the actual fuck castiel

[The message comes after a delay, and he has to take effort to type it neatly.]

[ There's another pause before Castiel replies as well. He's genuinely unsure of what to do here. Davesprite... wants him to be upset? He's clearly upset himself. ]

I don't know what to tell you. It's just how I'm built to be.
Don't misunderstand me, I am afraid of what happened. Things were taken from me that I did not know could be taken. Far worse things were done to the rest of you.
I can make efforts to seem more distressed, if that would help?

[ He considers also pointing out that he's never had the flu before, but decides against it. ]

are you kidding me
no

[What would that even accomplish? He feels pathetic enough without having Castiel lie for the sake of his ego. He rubs at his eyes, then settles his sunglasses back down on the bridge of his nose, telling the nerves in his stomach as he does that he's fine. He can still see.]

just forget it
you already answered my main question ill talk to you later

Okay.
I will speak to you later, Davesprite.

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cw: flashback, implied eye trauma and general reference to torture

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