Punch it, Band! --Er, Bova!

[all_sparks]

Bova has been a busy vampire as of late. Even with Danny abruptly gone, there were other things to do, to work on, and with the help of Irene's "borrowed" trailer, there was shopping to be done. It keeps him in his lab for most of the day but-- what else is new, right? That's no change at all

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[harth_fray]

Harth likes gifts. He got one at birth and it was the best thing ever.

Really.

Having been quiet and over thoughtful since Drusilla's arrival and his own aggravation at his toys escaping, Harth has curled up wit the pups and a book, one hand scratching the ears of some blue thing that seems to enjoy it.

"Bova."

Yeah, hello. He's not apologizing for Dru. Whatever.

[all_sparks]

Dru already apologized, so there, jerk. And she's nicer than Harth. BLEAH.

"Harth," and a short nod is Bova's greeting, stopping to stand in front of the vampire with the box still tucked under one arm. "Got a second?"

Since you look so busy and all, scritching the puppy.

[harth_fray]

"Quite a few. I'll share. What do you need?"

Yes, he's looking up at you and your box, Bova.

[all_sparks]

"A word. Maybe more - probably not singular."

That's as close as he'll get to making an intentional joke, taking a seat across from the boy and setting the box down. "I finished my experiment just before Danny got away. I thought you might like to see the results."

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