@fuckthis (text)

[evocation]

hey
so me and wash and gene were gonna go on an adventure in the woods
see what we can find, you know?
but we're looking for a couple of people to bring with us
maybe two or three
gene's a medic, wash is a marine, and i'm a wizard with experience dealing with monsters and nasty magic
anyone that thinks they could round that out would be great
but no serial killers or anyone that would like
murder us in our sleep
and sorry, but no kids yet
i know some of you are gonna argue that, but we have no idea what we're dealing with and we don't want that on our consciences
anyway, let us know
thanks

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[ Nate almost doesn't notice him, hovering at the edge of conversation, attention too drawn by the timbers of the walls cast in sharp contrast with their lanterns. He only looks up when one of them shifts: Wash, returned from the shower, looking for all the world like he just listened in on the Watergate scandal.

When he speaks he, in true Wash fashion, says a lot in saying very little.

He must know, or these particulars would not have come to him so easily. Ironically it's more upsetting that he had to experience Nate's death than that he learned guarded information from it. ]

Yeah, apparently. [ Nate finds his voice but it's hoarse at the edges. He clears his throat. ] Not my first choice. Sure you understand.