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Lucifer. Raphael closed his eyes and tuned through the angel radio to reach out to his brothers. Interesting, he found three signals. One was so weak, he couldn't get a hold of it - Michael. One was heavy and full of chatter - wherever he had fled to, that had to be Gabriel. And finally, he heard it. The anger, the arrogance, the drive. Lucifer.
He hmmed lightly as he closed his eyes, candy still in hand. Lucifer was in hell. He was brainstorming. He was trying to shut out the angel radio but he wasn't strong enough.
Raphael giggled as he realised that he was the most powerful of his brothers right now.
The little noise made Matteo pause his rant about how Aleister was a dick but he was their dick and the better option, just stare at Raphael. "Something funny there, pal."
"I'm the strong one."
He hmmed lightly as he closed his eyes, candy still in hand. Lucifer was in hell. He was brainstorming. He was trying to shut out the angel radio but he wasn't strong enough.
Raphael giggled as he realised that he was the most powerful of his brothers right now.
The little noise made Matteo pause his rant about how Aleister was a dick but he was their dick and the better option, just stare at Raphael. "Something funny there, pal."
"I'm the strong one."
"You are very strong, big brother." And Castiel was showing both his cunning and his survival instinct by calling him big brother under these circumstances. He looked at him, realising what he was doing. "Are you reaching out to Lucifer?"
It wouldn't be possible for Castiel to do that, not without permission. A different tier of angel. But Raphael was an archangel himself. Looking at Matteo, Castiel explained. "I think he can feel Lucifer. Archangel Radio."
"Ah, he gets more channels. That explains so much." Like Raphael's tendency to channel hop, for one thing. Sam looked at Raphael. "What's so funny?"
It wouldn't be possible for Castiel to do that, not without permission. A different tier of angel. But Raphael was an archangel himself. Looking at Matteo, Castiel explained. "I think he can feel Lucifer. Archangel Radio."
"Ah, he gets more channels. That explains so much." Like Raphael's tendency to channel hop, for one thing. Sam looked at Raphael. "What's so funny?"
"Yes. He's aimless. Unsure. He has a small baby dog." There was no nice, none-clunky way to say puppy in Enochian. He kept his eyes closed as he breached Lucifer's mind for the first time in his life. He hijacked the radio and pushed gently passed that barrier. He didn't do anything, he just did it because he could. He withdrew and smiled dopily to himself.
He opened his eyes, disconnecting as he tilted up at Sam. He laughed again. What's so funny? He understood that one.
"Me." Raphael, the weak, loser brother. The bitch of Lazar. The runaway. The coward. And here he was - and he was powerful. "They're all hiding. I'm not." Raphael looked at Sam. Yes, full sentences but there was something weird going on, it was like his whole world flipped. He was reaching out, not running.
He opened his eyes, disconnecting as he tilted up at Sam. He laughed again. What's so funny? He understood that one.
"Me." Raphael, the weak, loser brother. The bitch of Lazar. The runaway. The coward. And here he was - and he was powerful. "They're all hiding. I'm not." Raphael looked at Sam. Yes, full sentences but there was something weird going on, it was like his whole world flipped. He was reaching out, not running.
"I mean, you're strong as fuck right now, just look at you. Why would you be hiding?" Although, Sam supposed that had never stopped Raphael from hiding before. Seemed like a very belated power trip for someone who had possesses this much power since the dawn of time.
"He told me that Lucifer is aimless." Was that good or did that make him more dangerous? Harder to predict.
"It's good to talk to you, Raphael," Sam told Raphael and he meant it, "Maybe we can watch something tonight."
"He told me that Lucifer is aimless." Was that good or did that make him more dangerous? Harder to predict.
"It's good to talk to you, Raphael," Sam told Raphael and he meant it, "Maybe we can watch something tonight."
Raphael giggled to himself and finished his peanut butter cup. Then he held onto Sam and yanked, dragged and pulled him until he had to sit on the floor with him. He leaned against Sam and ate his final peanut butter cup. He still wasn't all there, there was something off about how he was but at least he was more happy than afraid.
"We have the strongest archangel in the room with us and we have Lucifer building up strength in hell. If he gets enough souls, we're all screwed. I think we go on the offence. Bring the fight to him." Why sit around waiting for it to get worse when they had a ringer and more power and knowledge than ever before.
"We have the strongest archangel in the room with us and we have Lucifer building up strength in hell. If he gets enough souls, we're all screwed. I think we go on the offence. Bring the fight to him." Why sit around waiting for it to get worse when they had a ringer and more power and knowledge than ever before.
"Look at him, Matty! He's barely there." Sam didn't think that was a good plan. He felt it barely even qualified as a plan. "And Lucifer has Gadreel, who's not exactly a weakling either."
"Sam is right. Gadreel is no match for an archangel, but Raphael is... Whatever he is." Castiel wasn't sure how to describe it. "But I see your point, Matty. We need to do something while we have any kind of advantage."
Sam sat on the floor with Raphael draped over him, one arm around him and unsure what was happening. "Raphie, man. We really need you." He sighed, but smiled. "He's kind of cute like this."
"Sam is right. Gadreel is no match for an archangel, but Raphael is... Whatever he is." Castiel wasn't sure how to describe it. "But I see your point, Matty. We need to do something while we have any kind of advantage."
Sam sat on the floor with Raphael draped over him, one arm around him and unsure what was happening. "Raphie, man. We really need you." He sighed, but smiled. "He's kind of cute like this."
"Dude, he's an archangel." Matty didn't think it was so bad. Stupid, weird people could win fights and that was all this was. They were trying to win a fight against the ultimate big bad. Did it really matter if Raphael was all there or not. "Don't call him cute."
Raphael glared at Matteo in a way that made the elder brother swiftly back up with his hands held high. Then he nuzzled into Sam and enjoyed the closeness he was currently sharing. He was protecting Sam from the bad things, from Lazar and Lucifer. He had no intention of leaving his side.
"Sam." And then he smiled happily.
Raphael glared at Matteo in a way that made the elder brother swiftly back up with his hands held high. Then he nuzzled into Sam and enjoyed the closeness he was currently sharing. He was protecting Sam from the bad things, from Lazar and Lucifer. He had no intention of leaving his side.
"Sam." And then he smiled happily.
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