[ The video starts with a somewhat nauseating spin as whoever is controlling the Forge sets it upright, catching in it's view a pair of bare feet peeking out from beneath very loose, baggy drawstring pants, from within the safe confines of a hastily constructed circle of rock salt thrown onto the floor... then settles on the ghostly image of a
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[The ghostly maid snorts and Cas just lifts his hands up in a gesture of surrender.]
...Only if it's not gonna make my head feel worse.
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It's me. I have enough finesse with being in people's heads that you won't feel a thing.
Your friend there isn't even really a ghost. No soul. More like an apparition of a memory or someone's shallow idea of what a ghost is.
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[Another hasty glance over his shoulder at the ghost and she... yeah, she still seems pretty convincing to him, at least. Or maybe that's just wishful thinking.]
Are you telling me she can just walk through this thing? I dunno, man.
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[ Chintap. ]
But, you appear to be in possession of some all ready. Your present bit of company certainly seems to be doing her fair share.
[ Bed making and all. ]
For the hangover, though, I would suggest green tea.
[ Truth to be told, Ukitake is quite sympathetic with your situation, Cas. ]
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[There's nothing about his demeanor or tone that even suggests that he's serious, but the maid straightens up, gives him a derisive sniff...
...and struts her way off presumably to make some tea.]
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Seriously? [He glances back at the screen, MIND BLOWN.]
...I think she's really gonna do it, Juicy.
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[ Over the rim of his own cup of tea, Ukitake manages to look vaguely amused. ]
Would you like to place a bet on the matter?
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[Hang on, now that he thinks about it... he does remember taking the ship over to that other place. Seeing as he woke up here, it's probably safe to say that he took a return ride home.
And Bobby's probably right.]
...Oh, that ship. Maybe? Why?
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You got lucky this time, ya idjit.
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[You should feel those judgmental looks she's giving him. Plus, she seems to be waging war against his more fun substances by flushing them down the toilet. RUDE.]
But yeah, I guess it could've been worse.
...So, uh. Did you check out the other place yet, Bobby?
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No idea what you did last night but I kinda wish I could've seen it.
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Apparently? I won a spectral housemaid in a game of dice.
[Gingerly, he steps out of the ring of salt and starts fishing around under his bed and grimacing as he feels around.]
...Less awesome than it sounds, though.
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I don't think I've ever heard of anyone who's managed to win a ghost before.
[ And he can only imagine with the last bit. ] Killer hangovers don't help either.
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[He grunts and pulls out a nondescript paper bag and carefully keeps it close, glancing over his shoulder.]
Tell you one thing. She's thorough, but I gotta teach her what not to toss out.
Booze and other forms of recreation should be off-limits.
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Apparently, I uh... won a game.
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[That smile you can practically hear in his voice? Yeah, it almost audibly drops.]
...I guess I should get her name, huh?
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