text - un; nightmoves

[venatoris]

[ 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.

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[venatoris]

[ god is he ever. come and gone three times so far, dean can only take so much of that shit. Cas shows up again he may end up ghosted and left on read. fucks sake. ]

yeah. definitely.

which one are you? jinx or vander? not a damn clue who i just hired but everyone needs something to do

[cantilevers]

Tell me time and place and I'll be there. I know what it's like to lose people; I suspect we all do.

I wish I could claim to be Jinx because it's a fun name, but no, I'm Vander. In my line of work, you usually have people prove they can do what they say they can, but I see your interview process is a little more loosey-goosey. I'm also the one with bartending experience.

[venatoris]

i'm free...all the time.

[ Dean is...about 99% sure Cas is gone. He hasn't seen him since the train, and that was months ago - he'd prayed at first, searching for him, left messages that bounced back. He knows, deep down. Doesn't make it easier, doesn't stop him from looking. ]

yeah, not too picky. i figured it's pretty easy this go round, at least. beer, wine, whiskey. hard to mess that up.

plus there's not really any currency here except maybe IOUs. not like anyone's gonna raid a register.

[cantilevers]

That sounds like a bad time to me. Are you at the bar or wandering?

[Vander was also free much of the time, and it absolutely was havoc on him. Perhaps company would do them both good at this point. He hadn't lost anyone here yet, but he suspected it was coming.]

Oh that's where you're mistaken. Mixing drinks is an experience, and the better the experience, the longer they stick around to enjoy it.

No, that part is strange to me. This whole place and how it operates is strange.

[venatoris]

chillin at the bar, talking to the bartender - which currently is myself, so lookin' a little crazy here

[ precisely why he's got this outfit going, he was losing his fucking mind doing nothing ]

well i'm not opposed to spicing things up. and the whole no currency thing is freakin wild to me, too. i'm not used to just...having stuff. mostly got my cash through a whole lotta fraud and hustling.

[cantilevers]

Well then, sounds like you can get on training me to fill the time. I'll be there in fifteen minutes. Tell the bartender to behave himself.

[Vander had initially thought of asking for a job, but then... well, the people from his world could be intense and he didn't want to placed bombed.]

Fraud and hustling, huh? Sounds like you're a smooth criminal. I had a smuggling operation, but honestly, even petty theft is no fun when everything is free.

[venatoris]

i'll do my best, he's feisty. see you soon

tell me about it, why bother hustling pool and poker if there's nothing to gain from it? i always enjoyed taking a cocky bastard down

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[cantilevers]

[True to his word, Vander showed up at Rocky's within the timeframe that he spoke of and stepped inside the place. He was familiar and perhaps Dean even recognized him given his size, and he meandered over to take a seat at the bar proper. He rested his forearms on it, and he looked around the place with a new appreciation.]

So, hustler, it's a pleasure to meet you formally. You fancy a game of pool or poker after your shift is over? I hear the owner just hired some fresh meat for the place.

[He smirked charmingly, offering a wink. This guy seemed to be the type to openly talk about crime at least, or at least the fun of it sometimes.]

It's interesting that no one has gone out of there way to make crime around these parts. Then again, there are a lot of cape-toting 'crime' fighters flitting about.

[venatoris]

[ Admittedly Dean has been...lackluster in getting to know people and his fellow inmates Etrayans, but Vander's kinda hard to miss. He's seen him around in passing, but it's nice to actually meet the man. He'd immediately liked him, and he grins, leaning on the bar and immediately pouring them both a beer. ]

Hell yeah, man. And I've noticed there's a lotta vigilante type folk around. I guess I can kinda go either way. Save the world, or rack up debt in someone else's name.

[ oops? ]

[cantilevers]

[Vander spent a fair share of time here, and he also tended to bring people here to meet them as well. He was a social butterfly, and he was working hard to meet as many people as he could in as quick of a time as this place would allow him as well. Thankfully he was good with names and faces.

He took the offered beer, slowly spinning it between his hands, and he made a noise of acknowledgement.]

It does make me wonder how bored they are all the time. I feel like this place needs a poker league or some other risky thrill of a game to entertain people. Everything might be free, but hey, we can still put value on something where the risk of losing it adds a thrill, yeah?