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[oneofus]

Right. Um. Sooo this place. I mean.

You say it's hectic and all that but it can't be any worse than, you know, the usual? The apocalyptic plot lines, rogue angels, conniving demons, and generally unsettling chaotic life usual?

W-what? Okay... so more demons. And vampires and... all that. I can handle it! I totally can. Errr.

I get to bring something with me, right? How about that bottle of whiskey in the back of my cupboard... Haaah.

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[wearyheadtorest]

I'd tell you that I'd totally help you out when you get there, but there are two little problems.

I don't have a body right now, I'm a goddamn ghost.

And I don't even know you yet.

Better bring the whiskey, dude.

[oneofus]

Huh? Don't know me?

W-wait. So is this like some kind'... from the past thing? 'cuz I think there might have been some of that in Chicago. Maybe. I wasn't there long.

RIGHT. Whiskey. Okay--WAIT.

You're a ghost?

[wearyheadtorest]

Yeah, you're in my future or some crap like that. Sammy could explain it better if he was here.

And I'm a ghost. Bit it during a vampire riot. Ain't that some shit.

[oneofus]

Oh. Okay. Uh. HI. I'm Chuck and... you're not supposed to be dead.

I don't remember any vampire riot. I mean. There were some vampires, hah. Yeah. Some vampires. BUT... no riots.

[wearyheadtorest]

Not supposed to be dead. You think?

The vampire riots were here. In Baedal. You know. The place she wants to send you?

Bring the goddamn whiskey.