[He feels kind of like an asshole. But that's nothing new.]
I've been better. I think the same could be said for a good chunk of Mirrorbound, to tell the truth. You haven't been running around naked again, have you?
You dense potato, I know what dying means! Who raised you? Who taught you it was acceptable to drop such a bombshell of a topic on someone without so much as a warning? You do this to me while I'm having my afternoon coffee??
Trevor Whatever-your-last-name is, I have the misfortune of considering you an acquaintance I'm concerned for. Do you know how viscerally jarring it is to receive a text about your death? You're not exactly a spirit who gets speared through the gut and comes back the next day peachy-keen! You're a man struggling with the divide between monster and man, and now you've waltzed up to me to say you died but you're back, as if you've dropped by the grocery store and picked up a gallon of milk? What the hell happened to you?!
[ Mumbled softly to himself before he remembers and just sighs a bit. ]
I just... died? That's what happens when you're a vampire? You die as a human and rise as a vampire. I always knew I was going to die when I found out what I was here. I just didn't know when.
From the way you were talking, you made me think some creature skewered your guts for an all-you-can-eat barbecue. Why didn't you explain yourself at the beginning?
You are literally a vampire and you died like, yesterday. Is dying not a large enough reminder? You streaking buffoon! Do you expect me to just nod at your statement and let you go without shaking you down? I'm a nosy asshole!
[Did Trevor have to put it that way? Sentimentality has always been his weak suit, which is why Andersen hems and haws before finally answering:]
I suppose we are. Even if you're constantly landing yourself in scrapes, your antics are good material for me. If I think of it like that, you aren't so bad.
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That's not my name. What do you want?
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Just wanted to see how you were since it's been awhile.
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Oh.
[He feels kind of like an asshole. But that's nothing new.]
I've been better. I think the same could be said for a good chunk of Mirrorbound, to tell the truth. You haven't been running around naked again, have you?
[It was the full moon not too long ago...]
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[ Yeah about that.. ]
I died though.
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You what
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You know
when someone is no longer alive?
[ trevor he PROBABLY KNOWS WHAT IT MEANS TO DIE??? ]
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Hello?
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Sorry. Did you... want me to tell you in person?
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Ideally, though a call would've done just fine...
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[ Mumbled softly to himself before he remembers and just sighs a bit. ]
I just... died? That's what happens when you're a vampire? You die as a human and rise as a vampire. I always knew I was going to die when I found out what I was here. I just didn't know when.
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[A long, long exhale from Andersen's end.]
From the way you were talking, you made me think some creature skewered your guts for an all-you-can-eat barbecue. Why didn't you explain yourself at the beginning?
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[ trEVOR. But, ok, he sighs a bit. ]
Alright, if you want to yell at me for not telling you sooner or, doing so over the message thing, I'm listening.
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[A long, long sigh from over the watch.]
Though you went about it in a buffoonish manner, I can't deny you reached out to me. Sentiments aren't my strong point, so... I'll be blunt.
I'm glad you're well enough to be walking and talking.
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Does this mean we're still friends?
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I suppose we are. Even if you're constantly landing yourself in scrapes, your antics are good material for me. If I think of it like that, you aren't so bad.
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And you're a loudmouth half-pint that rolls around on the floor when you're piss drunk. Glad to still have you with me.
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Shut up. You're the one between us who'd be rolling.
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