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[ okay at this point, it's been long enough - they're back, and Cas has been radio silent for weeks, mission or not. It's inevitable, the answers he's gonna get, but he's gotta ask. For reasons. ]
Gonna be a long shot, but has anyone seen Cas? Nerdy little guy in a trench coat? About 5'11", dark hair, awkward as hell?
Pretty sure he's gone again, but this is a big place.
Something not depressing as hell - if anyone needs a solid distraction, Rocky's Barcade is open and here for all your avoidant needs. i dunno come have a beer and drink your problems away.
Gonna be a long shot, but has anyone seen Cas? Nerdy little guy in a trench coat? About 5'11", dark hair, awkward as hell?
Pretty sure he's gone again, but this is a big place.
Something not depressing as hell - if anyone needs a solid distraction, Rocky's Barcade is open and here for all your avoidant needs. i dunno come have a beer and drink your problems away.

text; un: champion
[ They didn't quite get along, though. ]
Gone again? This has happened before?
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yeah third times the charm I guess
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dont think so. but it can friggin stop in this case, that’s enough
[ he can’t take it again ]
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Fuck. I'm sorry. I don't even know you, and I barely knew him, but if you want to get drunk with a stranger, I'm good at that.
[ Because Vox Machina values their alcohol. When times are good and when times are bad. ]
Maybe he'll come back. He did before.
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not sure I can take a fourth time, if I'm being honest
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can thread or handwave. your choice!
im good with either!!
i'll see you then, drinks on me [ haha he's funny ]
alright!
Within an hour, Vax steps through the door of the bar and has a look around. He's not familiar with the games. Some may resemble those from his world, but he imagines the rules might be different.
But first, he's going to the bar to have a seat at a stool. ]
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Dean's bent down behind the bar itself, and when he hears someone sit, he pops up, a wry grin on his face, wiping his hands on a towel. Freakin' water leak. ]
Hey.
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Vax's brow lifts when Dean suddenly pops up from behind the bar. An amused half-smile crosses the elf's face. ]
Hey. You spend a lot of time down there?
[ He's joking, of course. ]
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More than you'd think. [ heh. ] What's your poison?
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I'll have whatever you're having.
[ Because Dean is the one who needs the drink. ]