"If there's anything left to bury..." Dean mumbled before entering the bar. There was an odd familiarity about it. There was no particular feature about it he could remember he had seen before, just a sensation that he had. Likely a time he had been a bit too drunk. While it would be beyond a bad idea to become so now, he had determined he could easily use something now. He seated himself on a bar stool, opposite Alistair.
"Both. Just a beer, something dark if you have it, and whatever snack you can conjure up... Thanks." he answered to Alistair's first inquiry. He was tired enough that he could not be bothered to feel bad about leaning on the new one's hospitality. "As for my power..."
Dean eyed one of the pool table, and emitted a short, consonant sound. The white ball on the pool table started rolling of it's own accord, making a circle around Damian's body and ending up in the corner whole.
"I can order anything man-made around. Create it too, on a good day." he said, looking Alistair straight in the eyes with a mean smile. There was a bit of unsaid 'so don't try to mess with me' to it, but too much weariness mixed in for it to be truly intimidating. Dean changed the topic fairly quickly again.
"You got any connection with this place?"
Unconscious. A state in which one cannot even perceive the void of input from the senses. Where one cannot see the darkness behind one's eyes. And yet, there it was. Ricky felt his own presence, but nothing else, no part of his body, no light, no sound. His own presence, and that of something else. It seemed happy, it voice deep and deliberate.
"Well. Done. I have to say." the Voice was unmistakable, even more so for the feel of it's presence than it's actual tone. "You have killed she who killed the first, she who made the end happen. Injured several more and averted your own suicide."
Its presence was beyond disturbing, feeling bigger, nearer than he had felt it before. Ricky's mind seemed to claw at itself to escape, but he was trapped inside his sleeping body.
"I think I like you, Richard Stein Jr! I think I do!"