deernet | Video; Possible Bar Action; ....... lots of images under cut

[The feed opens for a moment to Charlie, sporting a black eye and a scabbed lip (thank you Dean Winchester), but he doesn't seem to mind that; instead he's eagerly sitting in his bar, which is open to the public (sorry everyone), and it appears to have quite an assortment of questionable criminal-like men and old tired sailors.]

Hey, dudes! It's Charlie here, and I got a video I was gonna play for you — like, it's just a cool thing I put together for the pub now that it's open, but also because I'm gonna have a big sale there with all the crazy stuff I found around town this weekend, so — yeah, check it out! I think it came out pretty great!

And just as a tip: don't linger in the alleyway outside of the bar. People get stabbed there a lot.

[... A clumsily recorded video abruptly plays, full of weird cuts and zooms and-...]

[When it cuts back to Charlie, he seems really proud of himself and awaits your adoration.

If anyone is so bold as to show up at this yard sale being held at Paddy's Pub's outdoor area... they may very well find some unique and unusual trinkets he had taken from the sewers... or just useless and/or gross things. There are absolutely diamonds in the rough here. May the odds ever be in your favor, because for every rock or sock or fork, there's a magical gem or rare ingredient to a spell.

Who knows what you'll find!

... And yes, the pub is likewise open for business, if you need moonshine to get you through the day.

He doesn't bother carding anyone here, for the record. He ain't your dad.]

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[Charlie snorts, and, in what sounds weirdly lucid and self-aware, he says:]

Yeah, well. I'm not a good guy, so that's not actually something.

But I'm not gonna do any stupid drinking laws on you. It's not like I ever listened to the drinking laws when I was, uh... twelve. Or however old you are.

[Oh...well, that's sure a concerning thing to say.]

I don't know. You're weird, but you've never comes across as a bad person?

[He knows bad people, he's been a bad person. Charlie doesn't seem to fit the bill at all. ]

I'm seventeen. And thanks, duly noted. Those laws don't even exist in my time so I don't understand them at all.

I've done plenty of bad shit. [Matter-of-factly, lips thinned.] I'm just trying to do better, I guess. Don't know if I ever tried before? Never had a reason to, 'cus life sucked and I kinda figured — why bother trying to be good. But now that I'm getting up there in age, I thought... 'why not', yanno? Only it's like how coma people get all shriveled up and can't use their legs? Now I'm trying to walk on my goodness, but my goodness is all shrivelly.

Or something.

[poetic]

Anyway, you can underage drink, I don't give a shit.

Oh. [He's quiet for a moment, that hits... a little close to home. For the most part. He kinda got lost with the coma people, but it was a solid start!] I understand that. A lot. It's... it's good that you're trying to be better. It's important to try that, I think.

Great, glad we established that, thank you.

... Guess so, yeah. I figure I'm probably too old for the good stuff to stick, but, uh.

I want it to. I think.

Don't think anyone's ever said it like that, before I came to this place.

That I could be better.

I don't believe anyone is too old for that. If you want it to, then that's what matters most.

[Sorry Charlie, this is a subject he's all too familiar in. The way he's talking probably makes him sound far older than he actually is.]

Having someone want to have your back while you do that is important, too. I mean, yeah wanting it is the biggest step- but no one can do this kind of thing alone. Knowing you have someone who can pick you up when you trip up again means it feels less like...I don't know, you're- you're stuck trying to fix yourself by yourself.

Yeah... I guess so.

[Geez, Varian. Getting him all solemn for a second here.]

I just wish I could bring the Gang here. People could talk to them about, uh. Being better. We're all kind of shitheads. But they're my shitheads. S'not fair if I get a chance to be better and they don't.

...

Especially Dennis, he's the worst.

[That's just the gauntlet you run with talking to this kid sometimes. ]

I guess I can understand that. Most of the people I know home are... a lot better than me- but I know someone who could probably use the time here to heal and find herself. The Trenchies seem to think everyone will show up here one day- so I guess it's just a case of...waiting.

Yeah. I got the bar running at least, in case any of my pals show up.

Maybe they'll be impressed; I stopped drinking as many beers a day, and sometimes I don't do substances.

And I haven't touched cement since I got here!

So it'll be easier for them to transition, huh? That makes sense.

[God, he just said Charlie made sense, maybe he's finally lost it.]

...You know what, that's actually pretty impressive. Congratulations on not eating cement.

[Looking very proud of himself, he says, sincerely:]

You're very welcome.

[Weirdly, Varian does agree he should be proud of this.]

It's a big milestone! Uh, I'll leave you to it, but shout me if you do end up needing help with the plumbing. I don't mind.

Hey man, any time you're game, I'm game.

I'll slip you a cold beer, too. On the house!

For a sneaky cold beer? You've got it!

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