........you've gotta be kidding me.

[faceofboe51]

This is a joke, right? A really terrible joke?

....That said, if anyone makes a zombie joke at me I'm going to torture them slowly. Save that crap for the actual undead around here.

It is nice to have my memories back though. At least, the ones that were stolen as a result of the tournament. I hate it when people screw with my brain.

Comments

[im_a_waitress]

By the look of things, I'd say none of it is a joke.

[faceofboe51]

Unfortunately I'd have to agree with you. Captain Jack Harkness, by the way, and you are?

[im_a_waitress]

Sookie Stackhouse. Nice to meet you.

[faceofboe51]

The pleasure's all mine, Sookie.

[im_a_waitress]

I'm afraid the undead seem to be making it a bit difficult to have this conversation.

[faceofboe51]

I guess asking if you're alright is a stupid question. Do you need help?

[im_a_waitress]

I'm sure I could manage, but I know better then to turn away help when it's needed.

[faceofboe51]

I'll lend you a hand. Where are you?

[im_a_waitress]

House 15, by the shop.

[faceofboe51]

I'll be there in a bit, gorgeous. Be careful.

[im_a_waitress]

Call me gorgeous again, and I'll shoot you with the zombies.

After surviving vampires, and werewolves, I think I can manage for a while.

[Woah! Hear those shots~]

[faceofboe51]

I love feisty types~. And I don't mind being shot, just as long as it actually kills me.

I'm sure you can, but I'll be there as soon as possible anyway.

[im_a_waitress]

Tired of living?

[faceofboe51]

You could say that.

[im_a_waitress]

[She's not going to say anything now, but he should be able to hear some shots.]

[faceofboe51]

Sookie? You still okay?