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[ Buttons are randomly pressed, partly in curiosity — because surely, this ridiculous starfish shaped thing isn't a phone? — but mostly in agitation. The video function is activated, offering Vatheon a shaky view of worn leather and denim, followed by a softly uttered string of cuss words when he notices the flashing red 'recording' light. He swings the camera so it's facing him and as a result, anyone browsing through the network will be met with an image of an unamused, sodden hunter. ]

Oh c'mon. What the hell is this? Freakin' let's all live under the sea?

And yeah, I read the damn brochure, listened to the spiel and quite frankly, I'm not buying what you're sellin'. So whatever lesson you're trying to teach, you can damn well be sure I ain't interested. Save us both some hassle by sending me home already. I already ganked Zach's ass, don't make me gank yours, too.

[ Dean just scowls. He's not too hot on the 'where the fuck am I?' thing, you see. Been there, done that and all. He's convinced he's been sent here by some asshole angel, especially considering the fact that this wouldn't be the first time they've made such a dick move. And being under the sea and all, it's not as though they were willing to offer up a couple of mermaids to sweeten the deal. They'd just gone and dumped his ass in another freakshow without so much as a warning. Just peachy. ]

... Whatever.

[ However, given his initial reaction, Dean's far from worried about this. Inconvenienced, sure. Pissed, definitely. But worried? Nah. He just shrugs, having long accepted the number one rule of being an angel was to be a great big douche. No matter. Game's not over. He's just going to holler for his personal taxi ride outta this joint. Brace yourself, Vatheon. ]

HEY CAS! YOU OUT THERE?

Could you uh, zap me out? Or something?

[ Dean attempts to wait patiently but after a few minutes he gives up. If Castiel had heard him, he would have appeared pretty much instantly. Maybe this place was blocking his mojo or something? Wouldn't be the first time. Guess for the time being, Dean was on his own. ]

... Oh crap.

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Don't I know it.

[ All Dean's aware of is that she's a pretty hot chick with a killer cleavage. And that's all that matters. He's still not open gawking though. Gotta show some restraint and that all. ]

How long you been here, anyway?

Hmm, is your job all work? You can relax now don't you think?

[ It amuses Barry a bit that Dean isn't blatantly staring. He might be a tough nut to crack this one. ]

A few months now. It's not as fun as back home I'm afraid.

Something like that. Includes a lot of travel but it's mainly across the States. [ Dean merely smirks, shrugging. ] There's no rest for the wicked.

Yeah, I'll bet. Is there anything fun to do around here?

The States hm? I enjoyed it when I was there.

[ He chuckled lightly. ]

How wicked are you?

Unfortunately I haven't found any real fun here yet.

I love it. Nothing quite like the open road, the sense of freedom.

[ And now he looks away, laughing softly. ]

You probably wouldn't like that side of me.

Yet. Guess we could always dig deeper, huh?

How would you know what side I would and wouldn't like?

[ Barry's voice is coy and the admittance has Barry's curiosity piqued. ]

I'm sure there's something that can be found.

That side's all business. I thought we were looking to have some fun?

[ He barely hesitates in his reply. He's well practiced. ]

That's more like it.

[ Barry tilts his head a bit amused. Now he's really curious. ]

As you wish~

What sort of fun are you looking for handsome?

What are you offering?

[ The smile on Barry's face was almost cat like. ]

You wouldn't expect a lady to say now would you?

[ Well, this was a change. Careless shrug, the smile doesn't leave his face. ]

If you wanna play it like that. How 'bout we start with a drink?

Hm, I think I can start with that.

I take it you don't mean tea?

I'm thinkin' something stronger.

I could handle that...There's a few different bars around run by the locals, a few from people like you and me though I've never gone to them myself.

Now there's a surprise. A pretty thing like you, I'd have thought you'd be getting invites left, right and centre.

I really don't care where we go, long as they serve booze.

Edited 2013-01-07 21:08 (UTC)

[ Barry chuckled. ]

Should I meet you? I can send you the location of one.

Sounds good to me.

Coming your way, handsome~

[ Barry sends the location of one of the bars in town. ]

dslknjff Sorry for the delay!

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