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[doesbadthings]

[it is night time! Should you be making your way to the Mess Hall desiring a bit of a midnight snack, you will be greeted at the door by a young redhead in a white T-Shirt, black short-shorts and sneakers. Does she look happy to see you? Well, she's trying

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[easybreezyidiot]

[darting around you and going to get a drink]

... No.

[doesbadthings]

You mean you're not interested in our fine selection of ear soup, finger puree and spleen biscuits with gravy?

Jeez, this place is like Fangtasia started dealin' Soylent Green.

[easybreezyidiot]

Ew. No, not interested.

[doesbadthings]

[siiigh] So you just want a drink. Anythin' specific I can get you? I don't think the water's got people in it.

[forevermadao]

Er, hi, Jessica. Anywhere's fine.

[doesbadthings]

If you'd just like to come with me.... Can I recommend the-- no, you know what, I don't recommend a damn thing.

[forevermadao]

Yeah, I was just hoping for a cup of coffee, since it's a Tuesday and all.

[doesbadthings]

One coffee, comin' right up.

Do they only do the cannibal special on Tuesdays?

[spookmagnet]

[Tony is there on the stroke of midnight looking for food] -hostess? When did we get a hostess?

[doesbadthings]

Today, until about dawn or they let me leave.

[spookmagnet]

[heart rate rising, and there's a definite tension in him, but it's not really nervous - though it could be mistaken for it, at a glance] I hope they let you leave before dawn, 'cause if not, that could get messy. At least, I'm guessing you're not one of the lucky ones I've met who gets to walk around in sunlight like it's normal.

[doesbadthings]

[definitely picking that up. Trying to decide right now if you're a vampire groupie or just doesn't like them]

They'd better, or I'm gonna have to dig under the floorboards.
There are vamps who can walk around in sunlight? No one tells me anything.

[tobethemiracle]

I ... sorry, could you repeat that? I only caught a word in five.

[the ironies of an irish kid calling a southern girl out about her accent.]

[doesbadthings]

[let's do our 'talking to foreigners' voice!]

I'm Jessica. This is a mess hall. Don't eat the food. ... Are you Scottish?

[tobethemiracle]

Irish. Any leprechaun jokes and I may have to jump out a window now, as opposed to Thursday.

[doesbadthings]

[grin] We don't sell Guines-- Wait, why on Thursday?

[touch_sensitive]

Um... why?

[doesbadthings]

Why what? I don't have to sit you down, you can stand.

[touch_sensitive]

Or not.

[moving around to go into the mess hall now]

[doesbadthings]

Hey, what crawled up your ass and rotted?