[ On some level Castiel is actually fairly pleased by the reaction. He's never been one for terrifying mortals with his presence like some of his siblings, but some degree of recognition for what he is is still appreciated.
When Flynn asks, he switches obligingly to the language in question. ]
Yes. All of us were required to learn it, along with every human language that followed. It's been some time since I last used it, though.
[Flynn listens, a look of wonder and eager focus on his face because he has only ever come across the language in writing. He recognizes most of it, as he's had theories on how to pronounce the words, but he still replays the message several times before he attempts to respond.]
I hear. Yes. Its head never thought life, by the river?
[... brb switching to writing.
It's similar to his conversations in Akkadian, stilted and bookish and very, very archaic. Some of the pre- and affixes don't make sense but overall, it's solid.]
The sounds are novel, it was the scripture I partook. Please voice the music of language, my ears long for it.
[Oh my God, he's real life, real time talking the Language of the Birds here, how cool is that? Why is there nobody to share and acknowledge just how amazing and cool this is? Flynn looks around but there's nothing except the rows and rows of Prophet's eyes.
Whatever. Flynn beckons to them. Talking the Language of the Birds here, with an Angel of the Lord, like, can you believe it??]
It is helpful. [He really hopes he reverts the inversion correctly, but he's got a good feeling about this.] It is loved. You speak words of truth. The loss is a deep abyss of tears and wailing.
Good. You speak it well. If you would like, I can try to teach you how it was spoken by the tower builders. [ Instead of just how it was written in the holy books. For all the wealth of knowledge within them, they are generally not the best place to start learning a language. ]
There is a small, undignified sound escaping Flynn, somewhere between a gasp and a laugh. Eyes widening his hands come up in an involuntary, agitated gesture.]
Yes? Yes! Yes, yes, this is the agreement and, and, uh [Quick, a word!] joy!
[ Flynn's sheer enthusiasm almost gets an actual smile out of Castiel. It doesn't quite, because human facial expressions are still something he doesn't have the best grasp on preforming himself just yet, but it's still pretty clear that he's pleased, at least.
[ He does switch back to English for the time being, though. ]
I'm not much of a teacher, but you're very good for having had to reconstruct the entire language by yourself. I think you'll mostly want to know more common words and grammar.
No. Apparently they do in... other Heavenly Spheres [ which is a concept Castiel sounds more than slightly confused and tentative about ] but where I came from we conversed spoke to one another in Enochian.
[ Castiel has to pause for a moment before he answers, considering how best to put it. ]
It's meant to be spoken with at least four voices and at frequencies that most humans aren't capable of withstanding. You might be able to understand it without suffering permanent damage [ he certainly seems like he might be special enough, after all - though on second thought so did Dean ] but I can't speak it properly here.
There is a drastically simplified version that some humans are able to use to invoke divine power, though. That sounds like - [ He clears his throat and recites a short phrase, one syllable at a time, drawn out and clearly enunciated like a chant. It sounds almost vaguely halfway like Hebrew, but also not very much like it at all. ]
[Flynn just props his chin up on his hands, leaning in closer to the screen and listening intently, an overeager, childlike wonder on his face. His lips move along soundlessly, trying to mimic the words, to place them, compare them to something – anything – in his head.
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When Flynn asks, he switches obligingly to the language in question. ]
Yes. All of us were required to learn it, along with every human language that followed. It's been some time since I last used it, though.
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I hear. Yes. Its head never thought life, by the river?
[... brb switching to writing.
It's similar to his conversations in Akkadian, stilted and bookish and very, very archaic. Some of the pre- and affixes don't make sense but overall, it's solid.]
The sounds are novel, it was the scripture I partook. Please voice the music of language, my ears long for it.
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Is that helpful? It's a great tragedy when languages die out. Often they're not the only thing that's lost in the process.
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Whatever. Flynn beckons to them. Talking the Language of the Birds here, with an Angel of the Lord, like, can you believe it??]
It is helpful. [He really hopes he reverts the inversion correctly, but he's got a good feeling about this.] It is loved. You speak words of truth. The loss is a deep abyss of tears and wailing.
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There is a small, undignified sound escaping Flynn, somewhere between a gasp and a laugh. Eyes widening his hands come up in an involuntary, agitated gesture.]
Yes? Yes! Yes, yes, this is the agreement and, and, uh [Quick, a word!] joy!
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[ He does switch back to English for the time being, though. ]
I'm not much of a teacher, but you're very good for having had to reconstruct the entire language by yourself. I think you'll mostly want to know more common words and grammar.
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Do you guys use the language? Up, uh, in... [He gestures towards the ceiling.] Heaven?
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[He tilts his head curiously.] What does it sound like?
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It's meant to be spoken with at least four voices and at frequencies that most humans aren't capable of withstanding. You might be able to understand it without suffering permanent damage [ he certainly seems like he might be special enough, after all - though on second thought so did Dean ] but I can't speak it properly here.
There is a drastically simplified version that some humans are able to use to invoke divine power, though. That sounds like - [ He clears his throat and recites a short phrase, one syllable at a time, drawn out and clearly enunciated like a chant. It sounds almost vaguely halfway like Hebrew, but also not very much like it at all. ]
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Eventually, he just smiles.]
Wow.
Thank you.