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[casswilscn]

Taking a slow sip from the chilled bottle of beer in her hand, Cass swallowed it down with a soft sigh. “Yeah, I know I’m not supposed to drink alcohol while I’m takin’ the pain killers, but seriously. How else am I supposed to cope with the fact that supernatural beasties are a real thing? Y’all are lucky I’m not hittin’ the hard stuff!” she added with a grin. Honestly, she was handling this new information fairly well, in part because of a few phone calls to her grandmother, but also because of the patience of the man - her mate? - who owned Orion South, the bar she was currently in. “So that’s been my week. How has yours been?”

[rydell-clarke]

Rydell ✉️ Roan/Viggo/Virgil/Sky

Rydell: So...I have a somewhat interesting story to tell.

[fredettev]

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Virgil: I watched a youtube video about melting flesh and bones using lye.

Virgil: and...I'm pretty sure I'm on some kind of government watchlist now.

Virgil: It was nice knowing you. Pray for me.

[uriel-glasscock]

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Uriel: Question.

[julianwxde]

Julian felt anxious as he paced in his small bookstore. It was his pride and joy. The only place he ever truly felt safe but he was on edge even here. He hadn’t slept in days the nightmares of his past coming back to haunt him whenever he closed his eyes. A sigh escaped is lips as he turned once more to walk the length of the store. Suddenly the bell chimed and in an instant his perky smile that he had perfected over the years graced his features. “Hey you!” It didn’t matter who was there in this small town he knew practically everyone. “Have you come for books or to have some of my famous tea?”

[davenblackwellortega]

“Fair warning- I have no problem cutting you off if you get too drunk. Keep that in mind, okay?” The bar where Daven worked part time wasn’t nearly as popular as the ones run by Owen Walker- more small town and homey but still pleasant. Still, it got plenty of regulars and more often than not she had to kick some of them to the curb.

[werewolfarizona]

Getting out of the house was important when one spent most of their time cooped up at home writing or taking online courses, especially to Arizona what was afraid of eventually becoming the Boo Radley of East Stroudsburg  - only emerging to get the newspaper and go to the dentist. So, like everything in his life, Arizona scheduled time to go forth and drink overpriced drinks with people he’d known since kindergarten. 

It wasn’t that he wasn’t enjoying himself, per se, but without any halfway decent conversation starters the werewolf was just as close to social interaction there as he would’ve been at home with his dog. Taking a sip of his drink - rum and coke - Arizona glanced around to really take in the people to either side of him, deciding to take a chance on the person to his left. He couldn’t quite make out their face in the dim lighting and their smell was masked by that of alcohol and about fifty other residents but there was something familiar about them that drew him in. “Excuse me, may I ask you a question?” He started, leaning in a fraction so they could actually hear him. “How much does a polar bear weigh?” 

[lorenzo-crone]

“You want any?” He raised his voice so the other could hear from a room over. The patter of rain against the window panes made it that much harder to hear so he shuffled over towards the doorway. “Have a shit ton of tea and I can get a pot of joe going if that’s more of your thing.” Lorenzo poked his head out from around the corner to look at the other while he spoke. “If not then I have some booze you’re more than welcome to.”