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[flameandpassion]

[Filtered to Htisugaya // Private // Unhackable]

The souls go back to Hell when they're released, which is where they came from to begin with. They're put back on their natural course. You don't have to worry about them anymore.

[Filtered to Castiel // Private // Unhackable]

I'm coming upstairs. We need to have a talk. And I need a favor.

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[offline] TAKE TWO. (fuu) 1/2

[flameandpassion]

[She stiffens suddenly -- and while her body language clearly indicated that she was upset before, it was nothing to how angry she appeared now. She is silent, for a long moment -- at least three or four minutes -- and for a moment, it appears that Rei is just going to walk away and leave it at that, until she takes a few steps forward, just enough to edge into his personal space, to snap:]

I don't always have a choice, Castiel!

[Premonitions happen -- sometimes they're useless, tiny glimpses of every day life -- but other times, they wake her up in the middle of the night with a flash of things to come.

In her own world, Rei had been tormented by visions of the Apocalypse -- the oncoming Silence that destroyed her friends before her eyes, leaving her to be devoured last, chasing after some impossible Messiah that refused to stay behind and help her.

In Adstringendum, she predicted Sasuke's murder, two weeks before it happened, but the Animus refused to let her pin down an exact time. And then, in the middle of the night, she suddenly saw who the murderer was -- but by that point, it had been far too late. Sasuke was already dead and it had already been broadcast to the network.

Even tracking the future seemed to be pointless -- because the Animus change the future constantly, leaving her with some shattered vision of Raphael holding a sword to Castiel's throat, aiming for the kill.

Turning off the network simply didn't work for Rei. It followed her.]