hadriel | Mostly for Squad 3

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Mostly for Squad 3

[backdated to the 17th]

Did someone lose this? [Nothing holds up a denim jacket, just his size, and probably a better choice than the dirty coat he has on at the moment.] It's not mine. This thing is awesome though so I bet one of you wants it back.

I'm not too far from the Spires. You can have it if you want. [Although if the way he's holding onto it suggests anything, it's that he doesn't want to give it up.]

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[she wishes she was being poetic]

I mean that a demon possessing my father had been raping me since I was twelve. Then, he wanted to be me next. But I wouldn't let him, so he killed me.

It's worth a shot?

[His face twists into a frown. Nothing doesn't doubt her for a second, even when he shakes his head.] That's weird. Why? What was he trying to do?

[the fun part is, she didn't even realize it was her dad raping her until right before she died] I don't know. Pain? Fear? Cruelty? What do demons want, anyway?

I don't know, I've never met a demon.

Did your dad ever do that on his own?

Lucky you.

I don't know. I don't think so? For years, all I saw was BOB.

His name is BOB?

Your life's even weirder than mine.

For years, I told myself that it meant Beware of BOB.

Oh, really? What's weird about yours?

Makes sense. [He likes that Laura's acronym links back into itself. It makes BOB an ouroboros name instead of a jarring simple handle.]

Everything. I found out I'm a vampire, I live with two other guys in a van, my dad was my lover before he got killed, and my favorite band killed him. And now I'm here, dropping acid with a cool girl who got raped and killed by a demon.

[it was created by a much younger Laura in her earlier days of being terrorized by BOB.

Laura just blinks a few times, not sure she heard right] I'm sorry, it may be the acid talking, but I'm pretty sure that you said you're a vampire, your father was your lover, and your favorite band killed him?

It's not the acid. That's what I said. [And in true Nothing form he asks:] Is it starting to hit you?

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...wow. [she shakes her head] No, I think you win the award for most unusual life.

And, yeah. Everything's all shiny.

You're here, I'm not even in the running. [Everything that happened to him felt so natural, at least. In a very literal way he was discovering his roots. As far as he knew, no one in his life's narrative had ever suffered some sort of supernatural attack.]

Yeah, it stays shiny and you can see everything. I like that part.

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[she laughs a little] Well, if you insist. But hey, if you're a vampire, does that mean you need blood donations?

It stays shiny? Good. [pauses for a long moment] I really like the stars they hung up in here. Makes it seem. . . wider.

Kind of? I mean, we drink blood. [They just usually end up killing people for it. Donations would be welcome in his eyes though.]

I like them too. They're one of the good things here.

So, how have you been getting it? [she wouldn't be open to being killed, but she'd be willing to donate]

The Speakeasy is another.

Back home we killed people for it. Here? [He shrugs.] I don't have to drink it, but I feel a lot better when I do.

We should go.

I guess you could still do that. Hope brings everybody back, after all. How do you feel when you don't have it?

To the Speakeasy? Sure.

Maybe, but I don't like killing people if I don't have to.

Um. Like a human, I guess. That doesn't sound bad, but it's what I thought I was for a long time, and I'm not one. We're a lot like humans but we're stronger and tougher. Knowing what I should feel like makes it suck when I don't.

Maybe the clinic could set you up?

That's too bad. You shouldn't have to feel lesser than you should feel.

[Nothing brightens visibly.] Yeah, maybe they could!

Hey. [For a second he struggles with proper words and settles for the succinct.]

Thanks.

I'm sorry about BOB.

Right? I mean, they're here for our health.

[she stops on her way to the Speakeasy and looks over at him]

You're welcome.

So am I.

But do they count this?

[He looks at her for a long moment before smiling self-consciously and offering her his hand.]

They'd have to. You have needs, too.

[she gives him a genuine smile and takes his hand]

Not a very fair one though.

[Regardless, he's happy to hold hands with her.</small] Are you okay?

Who says it's not fair?

[so is she. it's rare that she does something nonsexual with a male] Me? I'm great. Made a new friend, took acid, headed to the Speakeasy.

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