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Started February 23, 2018 by @_sleeby_rat_

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Cas nodded, doing his best to hide his surprise that he wasn't being kicked out. "Y-Yes, I've almost finished administering something that should have them fixed in the next 8 hours."

"Good. Great. What kind of something?"
"Uh, boss?" Eli piped up. "It's….magic. A healing spell, or something. That's okay, right?"
Mike's expression darkened slightly, but he nodded. "I guess, just this once. Cas, how long will the magic stay in their system?"

Cas flinched. "About 8 hours, or until they're back to normal health."

"All right, that's good. I don't want them trying to work until they're back to normal." Mike smiled wryly at Cas. "Look, I'm not going to get mad at you. You volunteered to help, we don't get that a lot around here. Thanks."

Cas smiled awkwardly, wiping the blood from his nose again before jamming his hands in his pockets. "It's no trouble, really. Kinda my whole purpose," he chuckled

"Do you have more you need to do here, or can I pull you away? That crazy god's been chewing at my nerves for a while now, and I think we shouldn't waste any time taking care of it."

Cas shook his head. "No, I'm done here. Sorry to waste your time," he said, getting up to shoulder his bag

"Trust me, this was not a waste." Mike led Cas back to the radio room. "There you go. Do your worst."

Cas nodded, walking up to the radio. He reached into his pocket, grabbing a strange silver and wood key. He set it on top of the radio before picking the piece you talk into up. He held it to his mouth while the key began to spin on its own. Something clicked open at the top of the key, and it stood upright. Something that looked like liquid stars began to leak down onto the radio, and loud, vaguely disturbing static began to come from the radio. It clicked a few times before strange eye-like markings painted themselves on the metal. The static suddenly cleared, and a garbled voice came over the speakers. "Argo, Argo, Argo," it repeated

Mike leaned in the doorway, watching with interest.

Cas spoke into the mouthpiece in some strange language, and the radio cut out. The lights flickered as he talked, and when he finished they went out completely. The white eye markings spread out from the radio up the walls, and they seemed as if they were alive. A few even blinked, some watching Mike and Cas. The lights cut back on, and a tall man in a suit that seemed a size too small stood, coffee in hand and leaning against the opposite wall. Cas turned around, putting the mouthpiece up. "Argo! Good to see you!"

Mike nodded at the man, watching him carefully.

Argo glanced over at Mike, dark eyes squinting at him. Static came from the radio, and a staticy voice came from it. "Who is he?" it said before cutting out

Mike straightened up and offered his hand to shake. "Mike, of the demon hunters. That's my radio you're using currently."

Argo shook his hand, smiling a little. "Apologies. I am mute, and not everyone knows sign language. Radio and electronic communications devices are easiest for me to speak through," the radio played. Cas chuckled.

"Yeah, sorry about that. It can freak some people out, but I figured he would be okay to use the radio in this dimension."

"That's fine, whatever works. So you're the tracker fellow? Good to meet you."
(btw, I don't know if you're still here Jensen, but I think your character's somewhere around here atm if you wanna jump back in)

(idk where he is rn) Argo nodded. "Yes. My name is Argo. I am an interdimensional demon of service to the god Damascus. I believe Cassiel would like me to track an infected god of another dimension. Lucifer, if I'm not mistaken?"

(ok lol)
Mike's eyebrows jumped. "Oh, I know Damascus. And Lucifer, by reputation. Huh, didn't expect to meet him on such weird terms. Have you heard what his brother, Asura, is up to? We haven't talked in like a month."

Argo shook his head. "I have been busy aiding Damascus in keeping Molhaven from falling apart. Many of the gods are abandoning it now that Samandriel has gone missing, which has certainly not helped." Cas frowned.

"Is it really that bad?" Argo nodded.

"I'm afraid so. But that's another thing. Now, I believe we have a god to track. Do you have anything of his? Feather, scale perhaps?"