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[godsspeed]

@whatisthis

This device is meant to be a means of long-distance communication. It seems remarkably impractical.

Regardless, if you leave me a 'message' I will do my best to respond.

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[devoutish]

I got to him last night. We're resting, he's asleep.

[godsspeed]

A good sign. I wish I could have done more for him, or for anyone else, but there's no use dwelling on that now.

[devoutish]

You told him about

[Hold on, he's sick of typing already and is going to switch to audio. He'll speak in a near-whisper, though, so he won't disturb Royce.]

You told him about history, yeah? The continents?

>audio

[godsspeed]

[ Castiel follows suit, being much more comfortable speaking than typing. He'll make an effort to keep his voice down as well, even if that's sort of unnecessary with the tablets having a volume adjust and all. ]

Yes, as well as whatever else came to mind. I was... not very collected, at the time. It was difficult to remain on any one subject.

>audio

[devoutish]

[And Alfie does indeed have his tablet volume turned all the way down, so much so that he has to strain to hear Castiel.]

But you were speaking from your own experience, weren't you?

[godsspeed]

Yes, I was. Mostly. Some things I heard secondhand from my siblings, because I'd been stationed elsewhere.

[devoutish]

It is very, very... very odd to think of an actual angel being stuck here. Can't remember if I've told you that before.

[godsspeed]

It's very odd for me too. Not very accustomed to being stuck anywhere, at least not without understanding why and how.

[devoutish]

Do you look at it as some sort of test?

[godsspeed]

I did at first, but... now I'm not so sure. If it is a test or trial, it's no more for me specifically than it is for the rest of those who have been brought here.

[devoutish]

I don't understand why an angel would be thrown in with the rest of us.

[He pauses to cough, turning his face away from the tablet to muffle the noise.]

Ah, but you don't wanna talk about this, do you.

[godsspeed]

No, it's fine. I'm not the only celestial being here, though. There's the constellation, for one. I wouldn't be surprised if there were more.

[devoutish]

And Enoch, as well. You've met Enoch?

[godsspeed]

Yes. He is... not what I was expecting. [ Not Metatron. Not that Castiel had ever really known Metatron well enough to have any reasonable expectations of what he'd be like. ] He's a good man, though. Kind.

[devoutish]

What were you expecting?

[godsspeed]

One of my brothers. He once secreted away to Earth and adopted the guise of a human man named Enoch. When I heard someone by that name was here I thought he might be doing it again.

[devoutish]

He was written about in the holy books, yeah? THe name sounds familiar to me, but I couldn't recall the stories.

[godsspeed]

Yes. There were a few humans who were there to bear witness when we found him on Earth and called him back to Heaven. They mistook it for a man transforming into an angel, rather than an angel shedding his disguise, and wrote about it under that assumption.

Or at least, that's how it happened in the world I used to preside over. I think things went very differently for the Enoch I met here.

[devoutish]

Even angels have got their different multiverses. Mm. Can't quite wrap my head around that one.

[godsspeed]

God made many separate universes, all with different rules, and angels - at least ones of my Heavenly Sphere and rank - were generally not meant to leave the ones we were tailor-made to serve. It's still a little odd to think that in one of them, the Scribe of God started life as a mortal man, though.

[ Not to mention all the other differences Enoch has mentioned. But that's not something he really wants to get into at the moment. ]

[devoutish]

It's all-- I dunno, I feel like this chance to talk to you is wasted on me. Others would get more from it than I do.

[godsspeed]

If it's any consolation I don't usually have any answers to the kinds of questions my siblings and I are normally asked. It's not as much of a waste as you might think.

[devoutish]

"What is God's purpose for me", that sort of thing?

[godsspeed]

That's a very common one, yes. Most of the time I'm either not allowed to answer or I just don't know enough to say beyond the vaguest of terms. It's made for a few frustrating conversations. For everyone involved.

[devoutish]

I'll tell you what, mate. You tell me what not to ask, and I won't.