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[unruly]

Let’s keep this short and very freakin’ sweet-- [There’s nothing sweet about the expression Dean’s wearing, disorientation and confusion written plainly for all to see. He looks like he’s less than impressed with this being the second time he’s come out of a grav couch -tank of goddamn goo- feeling like he’s about to fall over his own mind with how clumsy it is.]

Again? Seriously?

Fine, I wasn’t hot on bein’ splattered across the walls like a bad imitation of Slimer but... come on.

[He shakes his head and finally rubs a palm over his face. When he looks back at the feed it’s with renewed distance back in his eyes. There are new people around. New people with the potential of bringing new items on to Tranquility:]

Anybody got beer? Come see me. I’ll make it worth your while.



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I’m thinkin’ maybe we should re-group. See what’s what. See if anythin’ has changed. There’s new people skulkin’ ‘round the ship.

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( voice | hey look dean it's your best frand )

[romanticism]

What's the matter, Winchester? Struggling to keep up with the necessities of intergalactic life?

[ Oxford hardly sounds on form himself - that damn headache is back, albeit not quite as awful as before - but there's dry irony in his voice that isn't quite as confrontational as he has been in previous encounters with Dean. He's still mocking, of course. ]

voice; OXFORD >[

[unruly]

Oh, bite me, you smug son of a bitch.

[No love lost here, Oxford. Though the fact that Dean's being this obvious with his insults should be indication enough that he really doesn't want to get into an argument right now. Like Oxford he's nursing one hell of a headache. Actually, despite the words Dean's own response is lacking in its usual confrontation, too. His brain is too swiss-cheesed again to come up with anything better.]

voice;

[romanticism]

[ Oxford is deadeyeing his communicator like nothing else on earth, and for all the disorientation, it seems he won't miss a chance to fuck about when given half the opportunity. ]

With pleasure, my dear, for all those temperament issues you aren't a bad looking fellow.

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[unruly]

Not even in your dreams, man. Not even close.

[Riled tends to be where Dean ends up whenever he and Oxford cross paths, and with a headache that feels like he drank an entire bottle of Jack Daniels to himself? He's that much easier to piss off.]

What do you want? Unless you got a sixer with my name on it... [He isn't interested?]

voice;

[romanticism]

I hardly see the likes of you drifting around in my dreams, to be honest.

[ He sighs, exasperated by the immediate aggression of Dean's response. ]

Does the concept of banter completely escape you? I meant nothing by it, so you can keep your "sixers" - whatever in the world they may be - to yourself.

[ this isn't here ]

[sexting]

[ somewhere in the depths of the ship Cambridge screams with laughter at that. See, this is why she loves is rather fond of you, Oxford. ]

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[sermonize]

It is a bit disconcerting.

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[unruly]

Understatement, man.

No idea how many times we gotta do this but next time I figure I'll just drink all the alcohol I can find. Ain't gonna make a difference if we always wake up feelin' like this.

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[sermonize]

At least the recovery time will be quicker, yes? Not to mention the new ones can benefit from our added experience.

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[unruly]

You're askin' the wrong guy. [But that doesn't mean Dean isn't interested in the answer. Screw feeling like this for the next two days.]

How many new people you seen? Roughly.

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[sermonize]

A handful. Perhaps nearly a dozen?

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[unparental]

[ FRESHLY SCRUBBED JENNA, GET. ]

Was that your take on sweet?

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[unruly]

You wanna come show me how to do it right?

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[unparental]

How about we skip that one? I'm not an expert in sweet, anyway.

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[unruly]

I can get behind naughty. [Oh yeah. He really just went there.]

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[unparental]

Still technically spoken for, Winchester. But nice try, if I wasn't my pants would be on the floor right now. You're that smooth.

[ ...the sarcastic tone is a lie, but shhhh. ]

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[constructum]

[ have a slightly quizzical look from Ari, Dean. ]

You took the jump well I see.

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[unruly]

If splashin' around in blue crap that gives you a hangover floats your boat? Who am I to argue, sweetheart? Kinky. But 'm not gonna judge.

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[constructum]

When has calling anyone sweetheart gotten you anywhere? [ She isn't impressed, and she can't help but roll her eyes slightly at his statement. ]

Anyway. You seemed to be more concerned about the fact; you are in need of beer, rather then, how the heck there is suddenly more of us.

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[unruly]

'course I am. Beer's important, darlin'. [Now he's just doing it on purpose. But, Ariadne, he's not being quite as transparent as he might seem. New people need checking out just as much as the now veterans did.]

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[constructum]

[ wow, you're funny. :| forever ]

I have a name, it's Ariadne, and you should try using it.

[ A long drawn out sigh, as she rubs at the back of her neck in thought. ] So what have you learned about the others then? [ Her brow arching in question, as she assumes he knows she is referring to the new people. ]

[video]

[circumitus]

You look well.

[Sarcasm! Rey has it.]

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[unruly]

Me? Peachy, sweetheart. [He'll see your sarcasm and raise you an inappropriate petname.]

How're you holdin' up?

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[circumitus]

Peachy, as you so aptly put it.

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[unruly]

No headache?