[ Why walk when you can fly?? Cas has wings again; he damn well is going to use them every chance he gets. Besides, with the Lamps around, it's not like people aren't apparting teleporting all the time. ]
Earworm.
[ Cas answers, and though the smells and the sounds are more distinct now than they ever were before, like a fractal painting that used to be dreamily impressionistic, the familiarity of the place has him relaxing anyway. And walking very eagerly to the bar, with Bolin in tow. Bolin must find it at home too, Cas thinks. It's a glorified dirt hole in the ground, after all. ]
That's Lady Bop: the owner of this place. She's responsible for the music you're hearing.
[ He gestures with a nod towards the stage, finally releasing Bolin once they're at the bar and Castiel is able to pull himself out a seat and order himself a bottle— yes, an entire bottle, thank you— of what passes for the worm excretion equivalent of Everclear. ]
She's no Madam Generosity, but she knows how to have a good time.
[ The bottle he receives is served with a glass. Castiel pours a very small sip into it and pushes it in Bolin's direction, then upends the bottle for himself, drinking a good quarter of it one very long guzzle. ]
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appartingteleporting all the time. ]Earworm.
[ Cas answers, and though the smells and the sounds are more distinct now than they ever were before, like a fractal painting that used to be dreamily impressionistic, the familiarity of the place has him relaxing anyway. And walking very eagerly to the bar, with Bolin in tow. Bolin must find it at home too, Cas thinks. It's a glorified dirt hole in the ground, after all. ]
That's Lady Bop: the owner of this place. She's responsible for the music you're hearing.
[ He gestures with a nod towards the stage, finally releasing Bolin once they're at the bar and Castiel is able to pull himself out a seat and order himself a bottle— yes, an entire bottle, thank you— of what passes for the worm excretion equivalent of Everclear. ]
She's no Madam Generosity, but she knows how to have a good time.
[ The bottle he receives is served with a glass. Castiel pours a very small sip into it and pushes it in Bolin's direction, then upends the bottle for himself, drinking a good quarter of it one very long guzzle. ]