Adjusting to mortality ((closed RP, Death, Castiel))

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Newly mortal thanks to a temporal spell going a little awry, Death left Sakon and Ukon with a wave and a smile. They were cute and she was utterly charmed by the brash little puppet and the shy puppetmaster.

As much as she wanted to stay and talk with the pair, she needed to get her hands on her sigil until the spell ran its course. It was the only solid connection she had to her realm until then and she couldn't leave things completely unattended. She needed to find Castiel and get it back.

Death was on her way towards Ravenclaw, when she realized she really didn't know where Castiel had gone for the day. It was much easier when she could just home in on him and will herself there. He could be anywhere, and she didn't want to waste most of the day searching the grounds for him.

“Boy I hope you can hear this,” she murmured before raising her voice. “Castiel? Jimmy? Ah, need a little help here, guys.”