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[lolinyourdreams]

[Road is seated on the railing in the central area of the DR, fanning herself with a handful of pamphlets and frowning distractedly. She's dolled up in some gothic lolita fashion that's really not out of character for most versions of herself, but her immediate appearance is human.]Well this is inconvenient. How am I supposed to get a supply of

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[my_pleasure]

[ p-p-pinged. ]

"Inconvenient" is an understatement.

[lolinyourdreams]

[She perks up just a little at seeing Tyki, but her smile is guarded.]

Tyki~ Tell me more about this place.

[my_pleasure]

You've already read the pamphlets. What more is there to tell?

[lolinyourdreams]

Plenty. Like why I'm here and is it true? It seems like a silly trick.

[bloodyscore]

[Have another vampire, Road! At least one that got pinged by a supernatural feeling and he's still too young to figure them out from a distance.

So he's just peering around a corner, hood drawn over his head.]

[lolinyourdreams]

[What registers to her first is a vampire, and since Allen is not one in her world, she does even look as she waves her hand, beckoning him out of hiding. She just assumes another subject.]

Come greet me~

[bloodyscore]

[Shouldn't have said that, because for those in his world, greeting is in that personal bubble and taking in her scent. Allen's eyes flash red for a moment, taking a single step back as he realizes she's a lot older than he is. Head tilted to the side.]

You're...different.

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[lolinyourdreams]

[Oddly enough she's used to Allen being sensitive to smell, but not this way. A look of shock passes over her features when he approaches and sniffs her, though she sits as calmly as ever, not recoiling.]

[historyandblood]

[So pinged. Just leaning against this wall, hood drawn very far over his face.]

's not Allen's fault, Road.

[lolinyourdreams]

[Still she recognizes the voice, though the accent almost disguises it. But why are you a vampire? You shouldn't be....]

Of course it's his fault, he's supposed to watch over me.

[historyandblood]

[Ask that to the one who sired him.

Scoffing a little.] Allen? Watch o'er you? Tch.

[lolinyourdreams]

[It's disconcerting to meet all these vampires that aren't her subjects you know, let along entirely the wrong people as vampires. And her voice slips to annoyed and childish.]

What's so funny about that?