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"Do you believe in a higher being? And seeing this is a place of people from different places, I would like to know a little bit about your God." Castiel asks, as he sits in a chair outside of the cafe. His voice is as deadpan as ever, and he can't seem to recall if he ever asked a question for the population at large. But here he is. And the trenchcoat wearing angel reclines back in his seat and he clasps his hands together as he looks up to the clear sky to take in the stars above him.
"And if you don't, what is something that you believe strongly in?" He figures it is only fair to give others a chance at answer something with more meat on it. Castiel looks interested in getting to know people here more, and more so after he was there when Khan brought chaos and havoc to the people of the Nexus. And the best way to get to know people is of course to make himself open to others. Though perhaps he should have brought some coffee and cakes to share.
Whoops.
He just hopes a helping of peanut butter and jelly sandwiches cut into dinosaur shapes is an allure to Nexus friendship. And don't forget the different flavors of milk to go with them.
"I just hope this works."
"And if you don't, what is something that you believe strongly in?" He figures it is only fair to give others a chance at answer something with more meat on it. Castiel looks interested in getting to know people here more, and more so after he was there when Khan brought chaos and havoc to the people of the Nexus. And the best way to get to know people is of course to make himself open to others. Though perhaps he should have brought some coffee and cakes to share.
Whoops.
He just hopes a helping of peanut butter and jelly sandwiches cut into dinosaur shapes is an allure to Nexus friendship. And don't forget the different flavors of milk to go with them.
"I just hope this works."
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If a lot of this terminology is lost on his conversation partner, he doesn't seem to spare a thought that this could be the case. Perhaps he's taken it for granted, or perhaps he's just been that long in his books. Or...cage. Or maybe he still thinks he's in a place where all of this is common knowledge to some degree.
The sandwich is still being picked apart and is half gone now.
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"Most beings seek some form of ascension into the afterlife. I'm not familiar with your Great Ones unfortunately. But I'm interested in learning more about them."
And while it might appear that the terms are indeed lost on Castiel, it doesn't mean that he isn't interested in learning about something he doesn't quite understand. It is the apparent zeal that draws Castiel into wanting to learn more.
"My knowledge of those who live beyond the mortal plane is tied to my own universe, and perhaps now that I'm unable to return to my own world, I would explore and learn of the other universes that the Nexus is connected to."
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"And what have your studies of other worlds yielded? Is return to your own barred for fear of forgetting your lessons?"
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That is an interesting way of putting things into perspective, or so Castiel thinks when it comes to death and life in heaven. "So you seek immortality?" It is the only thing that he can think of as he watches the display. His head remains tilted to the side, and he taps his fingers on the armrest of his chair. "If not, I'm not sure if I understand."
"They're different from my own. And returning to my world as of now is not possible."
It is embarrassing to mention what brought both him and his two friends here. And what is keeping them from going back home.
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"Would you mind explain this a little bit more? I have a feeling that I'm missing something."
Yup he's missed things by a mile.
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But things have been strange for him for some time. Some place? How much time? He couldn't say accurately, couldn't even give you an estimate. Side effects of the place he was kept. The time he was kept? Another interchangeable variable. He should be writing these down. There's a sudden anxiety of forgetting that Micolash is now aware of.
All of this, of course, is internal confusion and thoughts
and bad roleplay, sorry. Outwardly, Micolash goes through his own variety of thinking faces; eyebrows furrowed, lips pulled between his teeth, deliberate and slow blinking."...Explanation." He says it aloud, remembering now what was expected of him. "Of course, of course." A deep breath, gathering his thoughts. "I do not actively seek immortality. Not to say I do not wish to achieve it. It is simply a secondary outcome based on what I so doggedly research. One who gains the proper Insight gains eyes. And one with eyes can see the paths to the higher planes. And those who travel there become timeless. Am I...making sense?" He's forgotten the last time he ever interacted with a layman, honestly.