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[bondsprofoundly]

Anyone who is in need of currency may have mine.

[...and that's it. Free money!]

Comments

[notamachine]

[No, that's not what he meant, he doesn't need your help Cas you don't seem to understand how this works]

I told you, I don't need it.

[bondsprofoundly]

[oh my god dean you are getting hella bossy rn]

Well, I don't need it, and it's highly unlikely that I'm going to, so I don't see the point in keeping any of it.

[notamachine]

[hey shut up, he can be bossy if he wants]

So buy books. You like books, right?

[Oh yeah, on that note.] Hey. I'm gonna see if I can get into that library of theirs. You should come with me.

[bondsprofoundly]

I don't need books to survive.

[Don't change the subject. Even if it's a subject that interests Cas.]

Are we breaking into it illegally? [yes let's ask this over an open network]

[notamachine]

Cas!

[SHUT UP.]

Okay, how about you come here and I show you how to change the settings so all of freaking China can't hear you anymore.

[bondsprofoundly]

[dean seriously are you sure you don't need some money, because malnutrition can make some people

a w f u l l y cranky

Cas just flies all up into Dean's space and gives him a look like he is just finished with your sass, young man.]

If you would just tell me beforehand that we need to have a private discussion...

[notamachine]

[Isn't it convenient that Dean is used to Cas flapping in and out? No questions about "how did you get here," he just launches back into the conversation.]

Dude, I didn't know you were gonna start talking about breaking in somewhere where everyone could hear. And no, we're not breaking in. Not if we don't have to.

[bondsprofoundly]

That's odd.

Why?

[notamachine]

Because...we might not have to. [Duh, Cas.] Come on, why would I risk getting arrested if I can just walk in? [He isn't completely stupid.] We're gonna ask. If they say no, then you fly us in.

[NICE ASSUMPTION, DEAN]

[bondsprofoundly]

[wow look at all those steps that could be skipped]

If that's how you want to do it.

[notamachine]

Until I've got a better idea how these people treat prisoners, yeah, that's how I wanna do it. [Ah, Dean. Keeping his nose clean for the most practical of reasons. Sort of.]

[bondsprofoundly]

All right. [Castiel has wandered over to Dean's computer and picked up the mouse to examine it.] When do we do this, then?

[notamachine]

I did some reading and it looks like the Emperor lets people ask her for something every now and then. Might as well ask if we can use the library before we bust in.

[Seems legit.]

[bondsprofoundly]

[Castiel hums, and moves on to inspect the keyboard.] What do you think of her?

[notamachine]

I know I don't trust her any farther than I can throw her, if that's what you're asking. C'mon, look at what she did to you.

[bondsprofoundly]

[Cas tilts his head a bit, because he kind of has to agree, but-] It's a reasonable precaution. She doesn't know my loyalties and wants to protect her people.

[notamachine]

[HMPH.] There's a rumor we got brought here to protect these guys from...something. Why would she dumb you down if she wants your help?

[bondsprofoundly]

I don't know. She might consider me too dangerous to leave unhindered. [Maybe she'll lift whatever seal she's put on him once things get hairy, who knows?] Either way, it doesn't matter. Whatever she is, she has the power of a demigod at the very least. She's to be treated with caution.

[notamachine]

Caution's one way of putting it. I dunno, man, something's rotten here. Locals can't tell me anything or if they can it's meaningless. So I guess we start at the library and, hey, they say servants hear shit, right? And that palace has to be full of 'em. Maybe some of them'll be willing to tell us more about her.

[bondsprofoundly]

You mean interrogation.

[notamachine]

No! No. ...Kind of.

[bondsprofoundly]

So you're going to ask the Emperor for access to her library and interrogate her servants so that we don't end up in prison.

[notamachine]

It's not like I'm gonna tie them to a chair and flay them! There's nothing wrong with asking a few questions!

[bondsprofoundly]

What kind of questions?

[notamachine]

Like what we got brought here for, for one thing. Or some actual useful history about this place. Y'know, I checked out some books a while back and you'd think nothing interesting ever happens here. The closest they have to a grudge is a bean seller who got mad at a fruit seller and they threw their goods at each other for a week! What the hell!