003 | video; Thanksgiving

[buryindecadence]

Hey, I'm guessing a lot of you come from a place that has some kind of holiday like Thanksgiving, or at least something like it.

Where I'm from, we just... gathered together on this day, made a veritable feast from what little we had and spent the rest of the night eating, drinking and making merry.

I like to think it's a good time to reflect on what

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[soldiersblade]

["stunning mosaic"?

Bah. Des was never one for purple prose yakkity yak, but he's not about to jab at the guy. It looks like he means well enough]

Ehhh... I guess I'm thankful for British assholes not being here? Thankful for not being hooked up to high-tech La-Z-Boys. Thankful for walls that don't have crazy crap scrawled all over them.

In short, actually thankful to be back in Anatole, somehow. Huh.

[buryindecadence]

[ HE CAN FEEL YOUR JUDGMENTAL STARES FROM HERE, DES. But yeah, don't mind his rambling. That's probably the drugs talking :| ]

...And here I thought my life was bad. My sympathies.

I'm Cas, by the way.

[soldiersblade]

Screw it, man. No worries. Everyone's got their problems, and they're all shitty.

[welp, seems friendly enough]

Desmond! Des, whatever. Good t'meet you.

[buryindecadence]

Nice to meet you, Des.

[Friendly? Absolutely. And thanks to the Mist, he sometimes comes across as that oddly likeable guy at the bar who seems to be bros with everyone. Not that he knows it, yet.]

So this place must be a vacation compared to home. What's your story?

[soldiersblade]

Ehhh, kind of... complicated. I'm assuming most people here could say the same about themselves, but yeah. Lots of out-of-body experience crap and Italian manwhores.

[lmfao Nonno, u watchin?]

How 'bout you?

[buryindecadence]

[And that just makes even less sense.]

So you were, what, backpacking across the Mediterranean or something?

[Because how else would you run into a lot of Italian manwhores while clearly tripping?

...What do you mean, 'that's not what he meant by out-of-body experience'?]

[soldiersblade]

[lmfklasdhk Cas, oh]

Not quite, no.

[where do you start? A batshit doctor had me kidnapped and strapped into a machine in order to sift through memories and find omg treasure n'stuff?

Maybe not the best conversation when you just met someone]

It's a long story. You got a shorter one?

[buryindecadence]

[Cas shrugs.] Another time, then.

For me? Uhh... me and a bunch of my friends got chewed up by a bunch of guys infected with some virus.

[He's leaving a LOT of details out, but it sure makes for a short story.]

[soldiersblade]

Yeesh, that's uh [sort of hilarious, for some reason] kinda shitty. Did you die and come here all... back to life? I guess that can happen.

Do you have the virus?

[just for future reference, dude]

[buryindecadence]

No, I certainly do not, or else I'd be trying to chew everyone's face by now and not, you know... running an apothecary.

But yeah, I guess I came back to life. I mean, the details are fuzzy and all, but I can't imagine I survived any of that.