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[idolpire]

[Say hello to an angular looking face that's not smiling. He is smoking, which is all part of the bad boy look. Maybe.]

Let's get one thing clear here, yeah? Last thing I need is a bunch of goody-goodies hunting me down out of some obligated sense of protecting the masses. Yes, I'm a vampire. Ooh. Scary, I know.

[Hands lift to do a little 'woo' motion, a cigarette between two fingers that he pauses to take a drag from before continuing in a thick, lower-class British accent.]

No, I can't eat any humans. Got me on that synthetic crap here. So unless one of you plans on dropping off a bag of type you on my doorstep, consider yourselves safe.

[And it pains him to admit that. It's obvious on his face.]

So instead of blaming me for being all terrible and mean -- which I am, try blaming whatever brought me here. I was just off, being a vampire in my own little word, then poof. I wake up here. Not my fault. Didn't sign up for it. So you hero types, you bleeding heart goody-goodies, you can all put your pitchforks down and go pet a puppy or something.

[He pauses for a moment, then points at the screen.]

Non-humans, however, I can still hurt. So if you're up for an asskicking, by all means, come a'knocking. I could do with a good fight. It's too... nice around here. Gives me the willies. And please, don't try to come back with some 'all bad needs to be stopped'. It's bollocks. Every world needs a bit of bad. It's what gives the goodies something to be all superior over.

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[idolpire]

[He was still chuckling, finding the idea of some protesting 'save the vampires' types hilarious.]

So it seems. What about if someone chooses to live beyond the wall, eh?

[adiuvio]

No idea. I've never met anyone who chooses to live behind the wall, but I'd like to think common decency still applies.

[ A little rich, coming from a man who murdered people for a living, but even assassins have a code. ]

[idolpire]

[They should have a beer sometime. Talk about death. Spike'd like that.]

Fair enough. I meant what I said. I'm not looking to get dusted right off the bat. Especially not just for being when I didn't ask to be here.

[adiuvio]

[ John's always up for a drink, and he's not particularly fussy about who with. ]

Fair enough. How's it taste, the fake stuff?

[idolpire]

[As long as Spike didn't munch on John's dog, maybe there was a broship in the working here.

But he did take a moment to try to put it in a human way of understanding.]

Like having to eat tofu when you prefer a cheeseburger.

[adiuvio]

[ A respectful moment of silence for Spike's palate. ]

I'm sorry.

[idolpire]

... Thanks.

[And he actually meant that one.]

So. You've got a recommendation for a butcher. How about a bar?

[adiuvio]

There's a place a few blocks from the uninhabited zone. It's not much to look at, but the drinks are cheap, and the music isn't half bad. Couldn't tell you the name of it. Don't think it has a sign. It's that kind of bar.

[idolpire]

That would be my kind of bar. Maybe you could do that... whatever you did with the butcher map bit and point it out. I may have to go spend the rest of what they gave me there.

[adiuvio]

I thought it might. There's a watering hole near the Perimeter Guard HQ, but it's a different crowd. Younger. Being a vampire, I figure you're older than you look.

[ Sure enough, John sends him another map. A red X marks the spot. ]

Ask for John, if you're so inclined. They'll know who you mean. If I'm not around, tell 'em to put the evening on my tab. Welcome to the city.

[idolpire]

Younger's not bad, but when you can't take a nip, it's just too much of a tease, isn't it?

[Spike looks down at his phone. It's a new one, new to him, as was the technology behind it, but he could manage the basics on it. So far.

Then the man had to go make an offer like that and Spike was, again, thrown off kilter. People, especially humans, weren't nice to vampires unless they were groupies. John didn't sound like a groupie. Maybe he wasn't human.]

I'll have to do that sooner than later. You, ah... look. There's no one way to say this; you human?

[adiuvio]

[ John laughs for the first time since they've been speaking. ]

Depends who you ask.

[idolpire]

Not really an answer, is it? You a demon? Vampire? Boogity woogity from wherever you are? Got issues handling holy relics? Break out in death when you go cruising in the daytime?

[Hey, he got a laugh. That was something.]

[adiuvio]

Sorry to disappoint, but I'm just a man. There's nothing special about me. That said, I always wear sunscreen.

[idolpire]

Pity. Might be nice to have more of the non-human type around here.

[adiuvio]

There are a few. Some have made themselves known, some haven't. Either way, it's not my place to name them.

[idolpire]

Oh no. Apparently people like to just listen to the calls of others for shits and giggles. Wouldn't want to send the pitchfork brigade out after some hapless succubus or anything.

[adiuvio]

You're right. I wouldn't.

[idolpire]

Aren't you just the generous benefactor..

[adiuvio]

I like my privacy. I'd assume others do too.

[idolpire]

Depends on who's doing the interruptions.

[adiuvio]

You the interrupting type?

[idolpire]

I've been known to interrupt. Or be interrupted. Man can't get a wink in his own crypt without someone barging in.

[adiuvio]

[ A pause. John's still not entirely accustomed to this whole undead scenario. ]

Do you choose to sleep in a crypt, or is it by necessity?

[idolpire]

You seen where they set you up when you get here? Room full of people I don't know and can't nibble on? Crypts are quiet, rent free, and low maintenance. Why not?