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Another late, late, late night, mainly due to a) going out for the afternoon to watch Bal (2010) at the film festival (free films! in Turkish!) and b) Supernatural viewing (meh).

Since we arrived an hour early at the cinema because we thought the whole "free tickets" thing would result in a mess of people queuing up, I spent some time listing all the upcoming scenes I want to write. I've done four of those just now - a) flashback, b) Kezef POV, c) wards, d) laundry - although for that last one I didn't end up sticking Chuck in (or even, indeed, getting Chip and Icarus anywhere near the laundry room).

Next up is a huge showdown between Dean and Icarus (with Chip in the way, because if not we wouldn't actually read about the showdown), more Kezef, then the whole damned mess of the invasion and the OMG HI I'M THE VILLAIN and stuff.

I can't believe things are actually fitting in together. I'm even trying to fit in things from TfSB because OMG HI I'M A SEQUEL. Ye gods, it might even make sense!

I've also come to terms with this being set in the Supernatural-verse. I'm sticking in elements from the show, some of them time-stamped The End, others just little details (like Jimmy Novaks), and trying to weave in other aspects I've found in Judeo-Christian mythology (which is why I mention Lucifer - who is wearing Sam - but focus on Kezef).

Particularly with Icarus, I feel like he's Icarus all of the time, except when he's with Dean, which is when he shifts a little into being Castiel. If Castiel had gone straight from being the "I gripped you tight and raised you from perdition" angel to the drugged-out human-angel of The End and we could see the tiny line in between when he tottered over from the one into the other, that would be Icarus. He's the breaking point between the two.

Icarus’ hands were shaking. “Why is this here?” he whispered.

"Agatha didn't want to leave it behind, said it was all you had."

"These clothes are not mine."

Chip looked at the angel in confusion. "Saunders said he found you in them."

"I was – yes." Icarus exhaled slowly and closed his eyes, collecting himself. He took his hands away from the bag and let them hang loosely at his sides. "These were Jimmy Novak' clothes. This," he looked down at himself, "was his body." Icarus looked at the bundle again, tilting his head slightly to one side. "I wore it as he left it. Then I fell, and all manner of things changed."



23467 / 50000 words. 47% done!


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