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Astrid pulled themself away from the entrancing film. They heard a soft choking noise, and with a few moments of foggy blinking, they realized that it was coming from the ...

Astrid squinted up at the television, a little surprised at the discovery that this made their head swim. They must be more intoxicated then they thought. "I believe it's called ...

"I suppose so." Damascus sighed, figuring that that original slip had been his mistake. It wasn't Jersey's fault for being observent. "Wow. I had no idea. How old are you?" ...

"It's, um... it's a long story." he mumbled, going to rub the back of his neck. "Basically, someone was trying to track me down, so I assumed that form so ...

Astrid glanced over at the group across the bar, shuddering a little when they spotted the ghost. They just couldn't seem to get away from their origins, could they? "There ...

Finch caught his breath and stared openly at Blake. Okay, so he was a living skeleton. That wasn't unheard of- he must have been under some nasty spell or something ...

"My name is actually Damascus, but you may call me whatever you'd like." He smiled at Sevy, who was still stupefied. "and I'm a..." demon . It was the truth, ...

Astrid nodded sympathetically and downed their drink. "That sounds very frustrating." With a frown at their empty glass, they decided that it was worth the risk to get their fix, ...

"Likewise." He shook the boy's hand. Sevy hesitantly peeked back into the room- all of the roaring sounds seemed to have died down. He glanced at the strange pair of ...

Tamika sighed deeply and rubbed her eyes, completely done with this place and these people- not that any of them were taxing by themselves, but she had no energy to ...

His red eyes shone with concealed amusement, and the torn clothes that he had been wearing when he shifted disappeared as he conjured a pristine silver suit. "Im Damascus Eliviteson." ...

"Teamwork." He answered simply. There was really no better word for it- at least, none that would reveal more than he was allowed to disclose. "Ah, you should probably address ...

They paused to order vodka, since now it would be impossible to access their much stronger stash. Hopefully, several drinks would make enough headway on their path to intoxication- it ...

He mulled a moment over how to respond. If he fought this guest, it was possible that the moderators, or Jane herself, would despell him for interfering. That would leave ...

"Pleasure to meet you." they nodded and in turn offered their own name, "I'm- Astrid. Astrid... Smith." with difficulty, they kept their expression neutral while they faltered over a sir ...