"Romanced? Well, I..." Cas stopped and looked down at himself, checked that the as-yet-unnamed penguin, Death's sigil, and a few other crucial items were intact, and sighed, giving Gabriel a resigned look. "She wouldn't care for it. Too many buttons," he muttered. "Whose House would you prefer to be placed in, Gabriel? The suicidally reckless, duplicitous bastards, analytical bores or those who defy categorization?"
[He wasn't sure who he'd borrowed those descriptors from, but they seemed appropos and at this point he just wanted to go to his room and introduce his new friend to his lady.]
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Date: 2011-04-08 02:41 am (UTC)[He wasn't sure who he'd borrowed those descriptors from, but they seemed appropos and at this point he just wanted to go to his room and introduce his new friend to his lady.]