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On a soft, comfortable couch on the Obs Deck, Tay is curled into a ball, sweating and shaking and looking far too pale. A large part of that might be due to the large pair of golden-brown wings that have appeared, extending from her back. She doesn't seem to be worried about the fact that she's clearly in a lot of pain, or the fact that she's sprouting wings, but it's not exactly the most fun experience.

She takes a few minutes to tap out a brief post on her omnicom, and then groans softly and squeezes her eyes shut.

This is not the most enjoyable birthday ever.

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"I... don't have any brothers," Tay points out, though she sounds kind of tiredly amused by the whole thing. "Anyone ever tell you you're kinda nuts?"

She yawns widely and scrubs at her eyes a bit. She's very tired and it's just hit her that she hasn't actually slept in over 24 hours. "I should... sleep."

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Cas blinks at her in confusion. "I'm Castiel," he explains. "I'm an angel of the Lord..... or I used to be." He grimaces. "... but if you're also an angel, that makes you my sister, still. ... Little sister?" It's hard to say. The vessel's age does not indicate the age of the angel inside. Something tells Cas that Tay is younger than him though.

He blinks again and this time he looks concerned. "There are rooms," he says. ".... do you have a room?"

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Tay looks a little wide-eyed when he says he used to be an angel. She's actually never met someone who's lost their wings, to her knowledge, anyway. "Did... did you Fall?" she asks uncertainly. She really probably shouldn't ask, but... well, he cuddled her and now he's all with the "we are brother and sister" thing, so she totally has the right to ask if she feels like it, right? ...not that she needs the right, but some things even archangels are careful with, and like to skirt around - Falling is one of those things.

"Um." Tay gestures vaguely. "I've been sleeping in the... wall things? Didn't feel like searching for a room that was empty..."

She's not really thinking about that now, though, because come to think of it, she doesn't feel much like an archangel. Her whole family, training her as she grew up, talked about an archangel's drive to hunt, an archangel's instincts, on and on. But she just feels... sort of empty. Like she's missing part of herself.

It doesn't occur to her, of course, that she might not have the same Calling as the rest of her family. The last non-archangel born in the Barnam family was a Vengeance angel, almost a decade ago.

Ignorance is bliss, however, and her brain isn't processing entirely right due to being sleep deprived and all.

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Castiel looks away. "I disobeyed and I was cast out of Heaven" he mumbles. "So yes, I Fell."

When he looks back at her, he's clearly looking for a change of subject. "We can find you a bed," he says, standing and offering a hand to Tay to help her to her feet.

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Given the "cast out" phrasing, Tay's gonna translate that in her head as "I felt guilty for something and jumped off a roof and managed to survive". Hey, whatever keeps them from a repeat of their first meeting, right?

But Tay can appreciate a change of subject, and she's too tired and (as she thinks about it) cranky to give enough of a shit to press the topic. "Bed'd be nice," she says. But she already got cuddles, which are totally wussy and below a Barnam, so she ignores Castiel's hand, opting to push herself up and wobble for a moment before regaining her balance. "Those wall pod things are fuckin' creepy."

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Castiel shrugged. She was a lot like Dean, his little sister was. Dean wouldn't want help either. So he turned and started to lead the way towards the living area of the ship.

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Tay trails along behind Cas, somewhat unsteady, but doing okay. She's tired and feels sort of like her limbs aren't responding properly (even though they are, it's just different somehow), and feels a little dizzy - probably just psychosomatic because of the difference in her heart rate.

"Why're you bein' so nice to me?" she asks through a yawn. "And don't say it's cause I'm your sister in the Lord or whatever, 'cause I've seen siblings, and they can be serious bitches to each other."

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"... you are my sister," Cas says, "but ... you haven't tried to kill me yet." He quirks an eyebrow as he looks over at Tay. "You aren't going to, are you? Try to kill me?"

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"I kill demons," Tay says immediately. "I don't kill people."

And then, because Cas seems to be a bit on the crazy side, she adds, "And yes, you're people." She pauses for a moment, and then continues. "Um, I'm Tay, by the way. I never said. Taylor."

She doesn't really stop to wonder why she bothered with the full version - no one calls her Taylor, not even her grandfather.

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"I'm a Fallen angel," Castiel corrects, but he's not going to push the issue.

"Tay," he repeats. It's not exactly an angel's name, but then neither is Anna.

They've reached the living quarters, and Cas pushes the door to an empty one open, poking his head inside. "Here," he says, holding the door open for Tay.

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"Bed!" Tay might be tired and unsteady and feeling lonely and confused, and she might have been raised so differently than most kids, but she's still a teenager sometimes. She runs in and all but throws herself on the bed, sprawled in all her 5'10" (and a half) glory.

She missed having a place to sleep that didn't feel creepily like a womb or something.

She looks back up at Castiel and smiles - the first proper smile he's gotten out of her, one of the first she's given since she got here a week ago. "Thanks, man. I owe you."

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Cas looks kind of uncomfortable. "It's ... what you do for family," he says. Or so Sam and Dean have taught him.

"You should ... get some rest."

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"Maybe so. Probably depends on the family."

Tay yawns widely and curls around the pillow, very clearly already starting to drift off. "Yeah... sleep," she mumbles.

She'll be dead to the world for a dozen hours or so.

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She was asleep, so Cas turned and left the room, closing the door quietly behind him.