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Angel of Castiel
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The first command seal was gone, and it burned. It didn't help that she was extremely lethargic now. Despite using the seal and it being the main power source of that attack, the amount of power she used to locate and strength the seal being used was still a lot more than what she had at this time. Abbey's back slid off the tree and she fell onto the ground with a soft thud.
She could hear the footsteps of her servant running toward her and the far away screams that he had caused with what she had done. Everything after that was fuzzy. Archer, she assumed it was him, had gotten to her fallen form and covered her ears. If he said anything, she didn't understand what he said or even comprehend what was being said.
All she did besides blink tiredly was let herself lay against his chest, her back still tingling where it was pressed to him.
"Archer?... Is that what I... Call you?"
Abbey asked meekly as a small smile grew on her lips as she stared up at him. A thought processing through her disoriented mind.
"I.. Know my way... Home from here."
It got harder for her to stay awake, her body demanding rest. Specially when she felt comfortable where she was. Maybe she was that wiped out, or it could be that she felt more comfortable with her Servant now.
"Two roads down. A right. White two story house with a sill of flowers. Roses. Red roses."
Despite it sounding like gibberish, she had told him where to go and a little about her house.
She could hear the footsteps of her servant running toward her and the far away screams that he had caused with what she had done. Everything after that was fuzzy. Archer, she assumed it was him, had gotten to her fallen form and covered her ears. If he said anything, she didn't understand what he said or even comprehend what was being said.
All she did besides blink tiredly was let herself lay against his chest, her back still tingling where it was pressed to him.
"Archer?... Is that what I... Call you?"
Abbey asked meekly as a small smile grew on her lips as she stared up at him. A thought processing through her disoriented mind.
"I.. Know my way... Home from here."
It got harder for her to stay awake, her body demanding rest. Specially when she felt comfortable where she was. Maybe she was that wiped out, or it could be that she felt more comfortable with her Servant now.
"Two roads down. A right. White two story house with a sill of flowers. Roses. Red roses."
Despite it sounding like gibberish, she had told him where to go and a little about her house.