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Blue eyes snap open; they’re sticky and tinted red, almost shifting towards a sickly pale green color as the hallucinogen moves through this system, blinding lights of the lab shine down on him. “I’m scared…” his voice trembles and tears slide down the sides of his face. “Please I don’t wanna do it again please!” He begs screaming.
The seal of the chamber bursts cool air against his skin when it opens and the doctor enters with disappointment.
“Castiel, look at me.” He barks. “Look at me, right now.” Castiel reacts in a way he never has. He latches sharp teeth around his wrist. He bites harder and harder until another scientist rushes in and body slams him to the floor. Cas turns his rage on him, clamping down on the inside of his bicep and rips the man’s arm open, bursting the arteries and veins showering him in a spray of red.
Castiel’s chest heaves up and down furiously. A scientist presses an alarm that bathes the room in flashing lights. Castiel grows more agitated- feral, the louder the alarms blare. Tyson gets up cradling his bleeding arm and Castiel lunges, sinking his teeth into Tyson’s neck and tears it open; blood gushes like a geyser— a waterfall and he spits chunks of flesh out and stands with his hands clenched in fists at his sides. His screams overpower the alarms and the power goes haywire. Machines fizzle and smoke, the lights shatter and crack apart; he blows every fuse plunging the lab into darkness while the emergency generators fail to load the systems back online. Naomi knocks him in the back of his head rendering him unconscious before a bigger bloodbath can be had. When he wakes up he’s spotless, tidied up, fresh clean clothing in the enochian warding room, but there’s still blood on his lips. A purposeful reminder of his “bad-ness”. His shirt has a bumblebee embroidered on the pocket and Naomi watches him from behind the reinforced glass with a sharp smile. He stands at the window, but Naomi doesn't flinch, she turns to a woman named Barbara and smiles at her with a curt nod looking down at the young blonde boy she has with her “John, why don’t you go into the room and meet your new friend.” She presses the lock seal and the door clicks open for John.
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There was a post I saw about someone who mutually ghosted a guy after a date and kept matching with him and they're not interested but it's the longest "relationship" the person had been in at that point and I'm like. Karen would mutually ghost someone.
She doesn't really tell Brent/Right/Evelyn/Chris his name (he has a double first name, Patrick is not his last name) and just refers to him as "My Guy". Like "Ah damn, My Guy matched again. End my suffering." And when she tries to explain it to Right who does NOT understand how it's different, her logical answer is "it's my God given right to ghost a polite man!"
Also I just imagine her confiding in Paul about Rick and he's like "is his name Patrick" and she's like "kinda". And after that, Paul calls him "Pattycakes" cause he's never even seen the guy so why not give him a funny little nickname. He's allowed to do so at this point probably.
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fuck someone just reminded me that this was finally mats' time with germany too............................
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