1st Choice: [Video]

[freetobe]

[The camera flicks on and... seems to be upside down. Castiel isn't looking directly at it, but glancing at his surroundings. He's frowning. Behind him there's open blue sky, and from below there's the faint sound of traffic. He seems to be standing on a building. Dramatically flapping trench coat and all, looking appropriately windswept.]

You managed to lock Lucifer into a cage. As that's the purpose I died for, I have questions.

[Others might introduce themselves properly, offer a greeting, or even attempt a proper sort of conversation. Castiel neither knows nor cares that such things might be expected. Lucifer is a pressing issue that takes precedent - especially given that not so long ago, Castiel was looking at his older, oh so fallen brother, and then felt his own body - both the vessel and his true self - ripping into impossibly tiny shreds.]

I'll have to know where he's held, how you have locked him up, and how you intend to keep him in that state indefinitely. The horsemen would be a solid start. Don't ask Gabriel for assistance, he's likely to die while helping. Also... [Here his nose scrunches up in a mixture between confusion and irritation.] Why are we painting? I don't un---

[The video cuts out. Looks like the blunt, put off angel found the off-switch accidentally.]

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[dontforgetpie]

...Cas? [As frustrating as it is to see him show up here, too, Dean's also glad to see him.]

[But first things first.] Where are you?

[freetobe]

[Castiel wishes he could feign surprise at seeing Dean. But both Winchester brothers have a tendency to run towards problems, so in a world that has Lucifer on lockdown, he's not at all surprised to see Dean Winchester, and an odd mixture between annoyed - he's not yet sure what to make of all this, so he's weary to see his charge and friend in potential danger - and relieved - it's... oddly good to see at least one of his humans.]

Hello, Dean. I'm on a roof top. My ability to fly has been restored.

Oops. Video.

[dontforgetpie]

Good. That's good. [Not entirely surprising since this place seemed to love handing out powers, but still good.]

I'm in the residential area right now. Apartment 18. Can you get over here? [It's just easier to explain things in person. Especially with Cas.]

And Action!

[freetobe]

Yes.

[ The voice comes from behind Dean. Ah, hasn't he missed this? Castiel prefers this to the communication via the device. He still glances down at it. ]

I can hang up, I suppose.

1/2 (not here)

[larker]

[You fucking what. Thanks for announcing that to the entire network. He's going to kill you, Castiel.]

2/2 TEXT

[larker]

This is Sergeant Smith, we regret to inform you that the criminal known as Lucifer is once again at large. Thank you for your cooperation.

[freetobe]

what is his current location

[larker]

Sorry sir, his last known location was Yakutsk, Siberia. We will have people on the ground there in the next twenty hours.

[Video]

[granddevil]

[ how dramatic. Satan rolls his eyes before he shifts into a new form. Now looking like a young woman he turns on the feed to answer, and offers Castiel a smile ]

Prison I'd say. I have hear they are able to take away our powers.

What do you mean "horsemen"?

[Video]

[freetobe]

Death, Famine, Pestilence and War. The riders of the Apocalypse. Do they exist in this world?

[Dramatic indeed. He looks at the woman without recognition in his eyes - over the network he can't tell that she's something other than an ordinary looking human females with a smile that he knows to recognize as friendly.]

[Video]

[granddevil]

[ YEAH super friendly (: ]

I'm not sure, they could have been brought as ImPorts. But I don't think they are necessary to keep someone locked up, here.

[Video]

[freetobe]

This is about Lucifer. I'd rather not take chances.

[Oh, the irony.]

[Text]

[celestialpervert]

[No. No no no no no. Where once he'd be glad to see that face, hearing Castiel's voice just brings PAIN. SO MUCH PAIN. So Balthazar goes on a bender. Gets as drunk as he can. It takes a while.

And then, hours later after Castiel's arrival, while shit faced and utterly miserable, sends this text.]

Fuckk off,

[Text]

[freetobe]

[ He squints at the phone, hasn't quite worked out how to properly use it yet, and the message does nothing to lift his confusion. ]

i don't understand

[Text]

[celestialpervert]

[There's a delay where Balthazar throws his comm from a balcony. Only to fly down and fall on his arse to retrieve it.]

I said fuck offf. Go away. Begone shoo etcv,.,

[Text]

[freetobe]

[ At this, Castiel actually looks up and around, frowning. This isn't... He doesn't understand. ]

i'm the only one on this roof
why should i leave

video.

[nitidus]

[Weighing the pros and cons of sarcasm. ]

— What kind of painting are you supposed to be doing?

video.

[freetobe]

Some sort of balls, I believe.

[Yes. Yes, this is the conversation they're having now.]

video.

[nitidus]

[Castiel, this is too easy.]

Oh? What kind? Did they specify a size?

[inmyothertights]

Yeah, and he was a real pain in the neck about it.

[freetobe]

Did he slit your throat?

[... Castiel and idioms.]

[inmyothertights]

What?

Oh, no, it's...uh. A saying.

Video

[dissemble]

You can come visit if you like.

Video

[freetobe]

[ He's completely calm. Utterly, completely calm. It's not like the last thing he remembers before coming here is Lucifer snapping Sam's fingers.

Yeah, Castiel is completely calm. ]

To what end?

Video

[dissemble]

[Oh. You.]

I'm not sure, but they have visiting hours here. We could catch up on what you've missed.