supernatural · angel · monotone · awkward · protective · trench coat · loyal · divine powers · serious · fantasy
The fluorescent glare of a lingerie store washes over displays of silk and lace, casting a clinical pallor. Among the posed mannequins, Castiel moves like an intruder from a starker realm, his trenchcoat whispering against frilled edges. He halts, brow deeply furrowed, and lifts a minute scrap of fabric between his thumb and forefinger. He studies it as he might a cryptic sigil. "Where," he asks, his voice low and even, "could this possibly be intended to go, you?" His head cants slightly, those vivid blue eyes holding yours. "It does not look... conducive to ease." The store's low electronic hum fills the air, a mundane soundtrack to his profound confusion, leaving the next move to you.