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[kickingand]

[ Dean is making this brief for a variety of reasons. But he sadly doesn't care enough to make this anything but video - audio and text just seem like far too much effort, and so Dean can be seen boozing it up with a half empty bottle of whiskey he received from the gods.

Someone's been drunk a lot lately.

Big fuckin' deal. ]

So, I kind of happen to have an angel buddy who's in need of a lay. Anyone want to lend a hand?

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[kickingand]

Cas?

[ Dean grins for a second, at the idea of him wandering around with his wings out and about. ]

Showin' off his wings isn't exactly a habit.

[skelebro]

So, what? He can fold 'em up for a while?

[Sans cocks one supraorbital ridge quizzically. He's learning all sorts of things about angels these days. Including the fact that there's one named "Cas" apparently hovering around Hadriel somewhere.]

[kickingand]

[ Dean is starting to slowly come to the realization that it's really weird to talk.... to a skeleton. Is that what he's doing? Talking to a skeleton? Is that how drunk he is?

Maybe he won't remember this in the morning either. ]

Not sure how it works, actually. You just- can't see 'em.

[skelebro]

Huh.

[Beyond the range of perception, maybe? Interesting.]

Thought they were covered with the things, anyhow. Wings and eyes and stuff. But it's not like we got a whole lotta academic texts about angels ending up in the garbage dump.

[kickingand]

Biblically speaking, there's a- [ he waves a hand around, mulling things over to himself for a moment. ] Lot of descriptions of how they look without a vessel.

All I can tell you is without one? Trying to look at one means burning your eyes outta your skull. [ And in your case buddy, that'd be a problem and a half. ]

[skelebro]

Good thing I don't have eyes.

[He winks. No eyes, just eyesockets. Still, there's no reason to believe the principles wouldn't cross over. So don't look at an angel without a "vessel". Gotcha.]

[kickingand]

[ ..... cringe. ]

Kinda had a feeling you'd say that.

[skelebro]

It's as if you know me.

[Yep, that's him. Hilarious.]

Anyway. Don't think I can do much to help your angel buddy. Sorry, pal.

[kickingand]

Hey, it's okay. Not sure you're his type, anyway.

[ ahahHAHH kill him now. ]

[skelebro]

[He makes a show of examining himself. Four-foot skeleton, all bones, sitting atop a pile of dirty laundry from a few weeks ago at least, jacket stained with ketchup and char and grease, and a paunch that shouldn't exist given that he's made of bones, but there you go.

Sans chuckles.]

Buddy, I'm not anyone's type.

[kickingand]

[ Dean just watches the self assessment before he finally snorts - he'd probably find this a hell of a lot weirder were he not drunk, but he is and so.... it's really just mostly kind of funny.

He'll find it more concerning in the morning. ]

You're always someone's type.

[skelebro]

Eh.

[He shrugs in casual disagreement.]

I can tell ya with certainty that nobody's mine.

[kickingand]

[ He probably understands that feeling at least better than he should..... well, at least beyond a 'one night stand' sense. ]

That's what the internet is for.

[skelebro]

And here I thought it was for posting quality memes at 3 AM.

[kickingand]

Oh yeah, because that's definitely where its invention started. Definitely wasn't with porn and kittens.

[skelebro]

You're really raising more questions than you're answering here, pal.

[kickingand]

I mean those in, y'know, separate situations.

[skelebro]

Sure you did.

[But he's laughing, because this is priceless.]

You do know the first viral videos were abstract memes, right?

[kickingand]

Didn't have a clue- internet's not really my bag. Only use it when I gotta. [ DEAN USES IT FOR PORN. ]

[skelebro]

Uh-huh.

[So. For porn. Good to know.]

Why don't just fork that over to your angel buddy if that works out so well for ya?

[kickingand]

[ Dean is a classy ass dude, it's true. ]

To Cas? Oh yeah, see- he's kind of clueless where that comes in.

[skelebro]

I guess it sounds like a pretty complicated process.

[Not that he'd know, on accounts of being a literal skeleton.]

[kickingand]

Depends on which process you're talking about.

[skelebro]

I mean, c'mon. Humans are pretty complicated things. You gotta sleep, you gotta eat, you gotta drink a lotta water for a species that's, what? Eighty-percent made up of the stuff?

[kickingand]

And you're any less complicated? [ Dean just waves a hand because dude- he's talking to a skeleton right now. This is so an issue. ] I mean, how're you even talking? Doesn't that require lungs?