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[getnasty]

[Trevor hates this technology. He yearns for simpler times.]

Straight out of the Gresit catacombs!
God shits in my dinner once again.
Where is the local bar?
I need a soft bed and hard ale.

[He'd woken near a bar but stumbled past it in a daze. Unfortunately. For everyone, obviously. Everything around him was metal and there weren't any windows. Where was all the fresh air? The ground. Why was he wearing horrible gray-green overalls. They did nothing for his complexion or chiseled jaw line.

The network briefly gets an up close shot of his face as he taps the device at his wrist. It's there and gone again.]

Right.
I'll come back later.
Let me know if you can find some beer.

[Or tell him what's going on. Priorities.]

Comments

[wingstosee]

Yeah. I kind of thought that'd be a stretch. [ she shrugs helplessly, a mimicry in her actions she's not even fully aware of. looks like jupiter's rubbing off on her. ] And. Not really?? I mean, most priests don't ask where the beer is right away. That's definitely a not-priestly move, you know?

[ a part of it's to buy time, but only a part. this is just... sort of how she talks, a nervous collection of rambles stacked up on top of each other until she forgets where she was. but she hasn't forgotten the situation she's in, and neither has he, and she's out of time.

so she laughs, and scratches the back of her head, and decides to toss alucard's advice out the window. fuck it. it's not like lying has done any better here?? ]

Would you believe me if I said I was the devil, then?

[getnasty]

No, most priests ignore warnings and get their people brutally murdered.

[Ah, he wasn't angry at all, was he. Trevor disliked the church. Not what it stood for but the actions men made in the church's name. Cruel acts. Lies. Alucard would know first hand what the church could do.]

It would be more fitting, but no. I wouldn't believe you.

[Trevor waves a hand through the air.]

The point is, we've just met. You can't expect me to trust you. When someone looks the way you do where I am from, they hardly ever take the time to speak before killing. That is something in your favor.

[wingstosee]

Wow. That's pretty harsh? I totally get where you're coming from, though.

[ and it looks like she means it, too. she peaceably lets him speak his piece, only clearing her throat once he's finished. ]

Well... I mean. I don't really want to kill anything? Like, that probably means next to nothing, but. I guess it's better to say it than to not?? [ think, think. there's got to be something she can say, here. ] You, uh... you were talking with Alucard, right? Would him saying I'm alright be helpful here? Or would the whole- you know. The dhampir thing. Would that make it difficult.