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tushanshu_ooc2016-11-21 06:23 pm
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Daywalker was beyond rare, as a trait.
"I prefer not to bite people at all, as it happens. Sometimes options are limited." Like now. He's not about to admit that this whole situation makes him extremely uncomfortable. "Healer's may not take kindly to my presence, but the suggestion is appreciated. Where is the Guild located?"
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She grins. "Psh, they get all sorts here. Water Sector. Come on, I'll walk with you. Y'know, never met an actual blood-drinking vampire before. Just the energy kind. And they suuuuuck." She snickers.
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There is the slightest of eye rolls at the pun, but he almost smiles. "They all do," he agrees. "If I have my way, there won't be any of us left before long. In the meantime, I suppose you'll have to put up with me."
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But at that interesting little tidbit, she stops for a moment, then rushes to catch up. "Oho! So you're a vampire who hunts vampires. You're like the guy from Hellsing. Neat."
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Devin glances down at her when she expresses interest, and makes a sound just shy of a snort. "There's nothing neat about it. It simply needs doing," he scoffs. "We're predators. We don't belong."
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She shakes her head at his assertion, the bone pin in her hair keeping it from moving too much. "Sorry, we part moral company there. Predators are necessary for a healthy ecosystem. Granted, I'm right there with you on the badass vampire-hunting, but that rationale seems flawed." She tucks her hands into the pocket of her hoodie. "When deer hunting's outlawed, f'rex, the deer overrun everything, drive out animals lower on the food chain. But I wouldn't call the vampires who prey indiscriminately predators. More parasites.
"And fuck parasites."
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Bloodthirsty little bean.
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Devin isn't quite certain what to make of this young woman, but she's not treating him like a pariah, which he appreciates. Normal conversation isn't something he gets all that often (if this could be called normal), and even though she's perhaps a tenth his age, he'd be willing to talk with her more and on other subjects, assuming he's to be stuck here for long enough that his usual rules about social interaction won't apply well.