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[SIZE= 24px]Castiel[/SIZE]
Castiel was taking the elevator up the room, the man he was with, standing away from him since he didn't exactly smell... pleasant. They were both silent during the elevator journey; Castiel was quiet, because he didn't want to risk saying something else and messing up what he'd managed to gain so far, since he was sure the man beside him didn't trust him at all. The man on the other hand, was keeping quiet as he just didn't want to talk to the filthy, dishevelled boy next to him. As they were approaching floor 58, of the 60 floors, where their rooms were, the floor started to shake slightly. Castiel just ignored it and assumed that it was because of the construction that was going on nearby. When they reached their floor, the man stepped out, happy to no longer be in a confined space with Castiel. "If you'll follow me, your rooms are this way" The man said, not looking back at Castiel as he walked towards the doors to the rooms. The man pulled out a keycard and inserted it into the slot above the door handle. "These rooms are of the highest quality, and have on-suite bathrooms" The man seemed to heavily emphasize the bathrooms to Castiel. When Castiel entered the room however, his attention was more on the view that he had from the window. Outside of the window, Demetria's dragon was visible; Castiel immediately noticed some woman that he'd never seen before atop the Dragon's back. "Sorry. But, um, I'll be right back"
After apologizing to the man, Castiel ran out of the room and decided that it'd be better if he took the stairs down, instead of the elevator, as if the group was in danger, he'd want to get down to the ground floor quicker. Though about 8 floors down, Castiel realised that he should've probably took the elevator, and that he should've realised that there'd be a lot of stairs to go down. So, instead of attempting to sprint to the bottom, Castiel took the stairs at a jog. When he got to the ground floor, his lungs were burning and he was lent against the wall, taking deep breaths; The man he was with earlier, deciding that he didn't particularly like the tops floors that much, after seeing the massive dragon outside, took the elevator down, arriving a couple of seconds after Castiel reached the bottom floor.
Castiel took a minute to catch his breath, and then ran towards the Dragon outside, doing his best to ignore the burning that was still present in his lungs. He then pulled out his dagger, and threw it towards the top of the dragon, and since it was made from wood, it easily stabbed into it and stuck there. 'I hope this is strong enough to hold me up..' As soon as he got to the dragon, Castiel attempted to climb it using the chain from his dagger, figuring that if he took out the person on top, the dragon would fall too.. or at least he hoped that would work. Castiel was relieved when the dagger seemed to be stuck enough into the dragon to hold his weight while he climbed up it.. though he also made sure to hold onto a part of the dragon at a time while he was climbing and not rely just on the dagger. He hoped that the neither the dragon, nor the person controlling it would notice him while he was climbing
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