Arrival ;; Voice

[idjitsanddemons]

[There's a grumble, but the feed stays off, so the lovely person who the voice belongs to remains hidden. Because really, who wants to see ole' Bobby Singer in his underwear?] Oh, balls. Isn't all this just damn peachy? Anybody feel like explaining what the hell I'm doing in my damn birthday suit, with Earth about a billion miles away, or do I just

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[apoorman]

Eager to fill in the role of town nudist, are we?

[idjitsanddemons]

Do I know you?

[apoorman]

Not personally, no.

But I've heard plenty about you.

[idjitsanddemons]

Can't say I've had the pleasure. [Ugh, if this is a demon...]

[apoorman]

Balthazar, delighted to finally hear your dulcet tones.

[idjitsanddemons]

Hn. Well, Balthazar, you mind telling me just where the hell I've wound up?

[apoorman]

Only if you clap your hands three times and believe.