Our Lady of Fandom, Thursday

[scruffnfeathers]

Yes, Castiel was wearing a mulberry-delivering uniform an elf outfit. No, he didn't seem to be much concerned by this fact. His sermon was full of fire and brimstone, sound and fury, sturm und drang, weeping and gnashing of teeth. The retribution of the Lord could be swift and furious, angels were warriors, not fluffy bunny things, demons were wiley, man was favored but flawed. It was all very old testament, and Castiel gave it with all the stern, dark, intent, powerful rhetoric at his command while wearing an elf outfit.

The way he jingled merrily when he dropped his chin and spread his arms for emphasis probably detracted a bit. And then his hat lit up with blinking LEDs and played a blippy, beepy version of "Angels We Have Heard On High". And the Cat, which the rebel with the heart of gold had let in in a fit of good will towards his fellow creature, leaped from the choir in full attack mode and tried to eat his pointy shoes. And, well, even Castiel had to admit that it was probably time to stop preaching and get to the part that involved wine.

[ooc: waaaaait for it. . . . And away we go!]

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React to the Sermon

[scruffnfeathers]

Such as it is.

Re: React to the Sermon

[bitchprince]

Arthur was still not amused.

At least the elf costume had managed to succeed to dim down the general cheer and glow from the weekend. A bit.

Ngh. He was trying to pay attention to Castiel's words. He really was. But it didn't help that 'fire and brimstone' was pretty much the only setting his priests had, and in the face of the costumes...

Re: React to the Sermon

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

Please, ignore the laughing coming from the back of the church. And the picture taking. It was none of your concern.

This town was awesome sometimes.

Re: React to the Sermon

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

It was Christmas-ish time, and therefore time for Dinah to attend church more, and anyway, she loved her hat. Fandom gave her great hats.

She might have bent over and silently tried to die laughing when the cat went for Castiel's shoes, though.

Re: React to the Sermon

[thatsamilkshake]

Francine would just be burying her face in her hymnal, THANK YOU.

She'd tried stopping to buy a coat when her clothes disappeared. She no sooner got two steps out of Turtle & Canary than the coat went poof as well.

Re: React to the Sermon

[bitchprince]

That would be the look of I am not best pleased intermingling with honestly right there.

And an unfortunate flick of the eyes towards her cleavage. ... That was not decent, island.

Re: React to the Sermon

[thatsamilkshake]

And that would be Francine being the most devout Methodist you ever did see, clasping the hymnal to her bosom as if she was trying to tattoo the lyrics to O Come and Dwell In Me right there next to the world's dirtiest lily. Too bad it was the pocket edition.

"I didn't do it," she managed to both wail and whisper at once, though the wailing part was more successful.

Re: React to the Sermon

[bitchprince]

"I didn't think your magic was capable of that," he hissed back between clenched teeth, "But we are finding who did this and killing them."

Re: React to the Sermon

[thatsamilkshake]

Francine finally manged to make enough eye contact to be able to flick a look at him.

She...probably wouldn't have laughed anyway. Probably. She certainly wasn't now. "Slowly. With Christmas garland." Very devout.

Re: React to the Sermon

[bitchprince]

"Please." Arthur's eyes? Fixed on Castiel. Riveted, we could say. "Strangling is too kind a death. We'd need to employ more decorations than that."

Re: React to the Sermon

[thatsamilkshake]

"Who said anything about strangling them with it?" No, she couldn't think of anything else horrible to do with a rope-like substance besides strangling, but it sounded good and there probably was, even if Francine was way too sheltered to know it.

Talk to Castiel

[scruffnfeathers]

Try to ignore it when his hat switches to "The First Noel".

Re: Talk to Castiel

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

Chuck was trying really, really hard to keep a straight face when he came up to Castiel after the sermon. "Cass, as a friend, I have to tell you that the whole elf thing is not a good look on you."

Re: Talk to Castiel

[scruffnfeathers]

Castiel glanced down at his clothing. "I'm not wearing this by choice. It must be an effect of the island."

Re: Talk to Castiel

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

"You think?" Chuck said, cracking a smile. "I kind of love this place sometimes. This is way better than the stupid little trees everywhere yesterday."

Re: Talk to Castiel

[scruffnfeathers]

"It seems rather more hygienic than the eggnog, as well."

Re: Talk to Castiel

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

"True." Less drunk people around though, which was kind of sad. "...how is that hat not driving you crazy with all the music?"

Re: Talk to Castiel

[scruffnfeathers]

The hat flashed and blinked merrily along. Castiel remained unmoved by it. "Music doesn't drive me crazy."

Re: Talk to Castiel

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"Greetings of the season. Merry Christmas. Great hat," Dinah said, coming up to say hi, afterward. "New kitty?" Kitty!

Re: Talk to Castiel

[scruffnfeathers]

Castiel nodded back to her. "Dinah. Hello." He looked down at the Cat, which had managed to pull one of the bells from his shoes and was now flinging it up in the air and batting at it. "This is the Cat."

Re: Talk to Castiel

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"That's its name? The Cat?" Dinah crouched down to offer her fingers for sniffing, then grinned up at Castiel. "Did you find him, or did you go to a pet store?" Which was a totally hilarious image. Almost as hilarious as Castiel's hat. Dinah's own just kinda jingled. Like the shoes.

Re: Talk to Castiel

[scruffnfeathers]

"I don't know what its name is. That is what I call it. It lives in the graveyard -- I suppose it must have come in with one of the parishioners."

Re: Talk to Castiel

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"Hi, Cat," Dinah said, settling in, then grinning up at Castiel. Hard not to, with the hat singing. "Is he good company? I love mine tons, I've had her almost a year now." Weird thing to think about. "Do your plan your sermons out way in advance, or just kinda wing it?"

Because that sermon? Sounded very extemporaneous.

Re: Talk to Castiel

[scruffnfeathers]

The Cat peered at Dinah, paws clutched possessively around the big shiny bell. Its butt twitched.

"It lives in the graveyard," Castiel said again. He wasn't certain why everyone insisted on giving him ownership of the Cat. "Some weeks are . . . more planned than others."

OOC

[scruffnfeathers]

Sometimes the best sermons are the ones no one will listen to at all.