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[to_rebel]

I fail to see how any part of this can be considered a good idea. [Pause] Though you aren't killing me again. [Yet.] I suppose there's that to be grateful for. [He sounds a little less than grateful. A lot less than grateful.] If, perhaps, I regain some of my abilities as a result, then it may be worth the trouble. The fact that you can't guarantee that yet does not put me at ease.

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[suaveleather]

That is never a good thing.

[to_rebel]

No, it is not. Her plans, when they come to fruition, are rarely pleasant.

[suaveleather]

So I have seen, my friend. In that our mundanes are similar. I am a fan of many things which blur the line between pain and pleasure yet this does not appeal to me.

[to_rebel]

Blurring the... ? [Actually, no. You know what? He doesn't want to know. Forget he was even mildly inquisitive.] Yours is a bad influence on mine. [Or maybe it's the other way around.] Perhaps they should be separated.

[suaveleather]

It would be best for all involved. [Smirk.] Speaking of bad influences perhaps some time we should meet for drinks? We could show off our battle scars so to speak.

[to_rebel]

I will drink, but I will not show off my scars. [Literal Cas is literal.]

[suaveleather]

After enough drinks I beg to differ, my handsome comrade.

[to_rebel]

[Just this look. Hey, he picked up on the innuendo. Be proud.]

[suaveleather]

[Wink. Can't blame him for trying.]

[to_rebel]

[Sigh.] The Roadhouse is open every day.

[suaveleather]

That sounds like an invitation. I look forward to it.

[to_rebel]

It was an invitation. [Pause] For drinks.

[suaveleather]

[Shrug.]

I will take what I can get.

[to_rebel]

Then I will see you soon enough.