[His expression darkens when he's likened to a beast. As if everything else spoken has been fair game — but words like beast? Monster? Abomination? Oh, he's heard every synonym in the book from his family. His lips twist into a sneer, and the cold seeps further into the scenery, turning grass brown and wilting yellow poppies into husks.]
Oh, so noble. So graceful, O Rebellious Angel.
[He claps — and which each clap, thunder and lightning rumble, flash in tune with the sound of palm striking palm. In the distance, Sam and Jessica look up with uneasiness as the blue sky slowly grays and whirls with the beginnings of a stormy sky.]
You're right, though. I'm a beast, aren't I? Some serpent in the garden, some boogieman old bitties holler about in Sunday School. If I'm a beast to you, then I'll just have to be a beast in your presence, won't I?
[He holds up his hand, fingers prepared to snap.
Castiel probably remembers that gestures unpleasantly. There's no graveyard here, though, and when he snaps those fingers —
Castiel is unharmed.
Pinned still, but unharmed.
But Jessica suddenly bursts into an explosion of blood and bone and innards, the young Sam sprayed with what's left of her; he stands on the hill in shock for a moment, and his hands shake before it all catches up, and he begins screaming in horror. Jessica's strangled name rings out, but Lucifer's eyes are locked on Castiel as Sam sobs and collapses in his girlfriend's remains.]
cw: violence, gore
Oh, so noble. So graceful, O Rebellious Angel.
[He claps — and which each clap, thunder and lightning rumble, flash in tune with the sound of palm striking palm. In the distance, Sam and Jessica look up with uneasiness as the blue sky slowly grays and whirls with the beginnings of a stormy sky.]
You're right, though. I'm a beast, aren't I? Some serpent in the garden, some boogieman old bitties holler about in Sunday School. If I'm a beast to you, then I'll just have to be a beast in your presence, won't I?
[He holds up his hand, fingers prepared to snap.
Castiel probably remembers that gestures unpleasantly. There's no graveyard here, though, and when he snaps those fingers —
Castiel is unharmed.
Pinned still, but unharmed.
But Jessica suddenly bursts into an explosion of blood and bone and innards, the young Sam sprayed with what's left of her; he stands on the hill in shock for a moment, and his hands shake before it all catches up, and he begins screaming in horror. Jessica's strangled name rings out, but Lucifer's eyes are locked on Castiel as Sam sobs and collapses in his girlfriend's remains.]
Look what you made me do.
How could you, Castiel?