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Castiel · M
But of course.
-The Angel dedicated her a little smile and when he was about to step aside so she could come in, she was gesturing for him to go inside first. Very well then. Castiel went back inside and started leading her down the stairs, into the lobby, which consisted of a large, wide room, with an equally large and wide table in the center. There were a few bookshelves in the back, but they surely did not compare to the huge library that came with the Bunker. It was a Men of Letters Bunker after all. Even the little rooms had bookshelves-
I felt your presence much before you reached my door. -He said, as an answer to her previous question-
We don't receive many visits, no...the Bunker is supposed to be a secret. A hideout. As it was in its golden times, when it was occupied by its true owners.
-And since he was still working on a case, Castiel led Cassandra to the library-
You will have to forgive me...for i am a little busy at the moment.
-Cas stopped by the table and sat on the same chair he had been sitting on the entire time, gaze darting to the open books scattered a bit everywhere-
Perhaps you could be of assistance? -He asked, glancing her way, gesturing for her to take the empty chair across his-
-The Angel dedicated her a little smile and when he was about to step aside so she could come in, she was gesturing for him to go inside first. Very well then. Castiel went back inside and started leading her down the stairs, into the lobby, which consisted of a large, wide room, with an equally large and wide table in the center. There were a few bookshelves in the back, but they surely did not compare to the huge library that came with the Bunker. It was a Men of Letters Bunker after all. Even the little rooms had bookshelves-
I felt your presence much before you reached my door. -He said, as an answer to her previous question-
We don't receive many visits, no...the Bunker is supposed to be a secret. A hideout. As it was in its golden times, when it was occupied by its true owners.
-And since he was still working on a case, Castiel led Cassandra to the library-
You will have to forgive me...for i am a little busy at the moment.
-Cas stopped by the table and sat on the same chair he had been sitting on the entire time, gaze darting to the open books scattered a bit everywhere-
Perhaps you could be of assistance? -He asked, glancing her way, gesturing for her to take the empty chair across his-