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[ancient_servant]

Khayman was leaning in a dark corner and watching mortals live.

That was always entertaining.

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[_estsanatlehi_]

Ana isn't exactly mortal, but that's rather beside the point at the moment, given as how she's peeking over the top of her booth, "That's tricky."

She was of course, referring to the dark corner.

[ancient_servant]

A little girl, not exactly human.

The had lots of them here, right?

"No, it's rather easy," Khayman said. "I just lean here."

[_estsanatlehi_]

she grinned, it was the crooked, gap-toothed grin of any normal eight-year-old girl. The only difference is somewhere in the impishly twinkling eyes, too old for her face, "Well I can see that, but was it all dark there before you leaned there or after?"

[ancient_servant]

"Oh well," Khayman laughed, "my kind likes a dark corner. If the lights are too bright, we have to do something about it. I don't like lights that are too bright."

[_estsanatlehi_]

She nodded, chin resting on folded arms on the back of the booth, "Makes sense. Coyote's like that sometimes."

[ancient_servant]

Khayman nodded wisely. "They had this gadget here the other day that exploded into white light. That was very unpleasant."

[_estsanatlehi_]

Her nose wrinkled at that, shaking her head, "that sounds unpleasant."

White light was rarely a good thing, and usually was artificial. She far preferred natural light.

[ancient_servant]

"It gave me a bit of a headache, yes," Khayman nodded. "I'm Khayman, by the way."

[_estsanatlehi_]

She smiled, just slightly, extending a hand over the back of the booth, "Estsanatlehi. You can call me Ana though, most people do, less of a mouthful innit?"

[ancient_servant]

"Hello, Estsanatlehi," Khayman saif, correct at first go. "I wouldn't know what's wrong with the name. It's short, compared to some we had in Egypt."

He shook her hand. His own hand felt like that of a statue, and he made sure not to squeeze.

[_estsanatlehi_]

She probably could have handled it even if he had, she was made of stronger stuff than most.

"Are you a pirate?"
This was, apparently, her new question of anyone and everyone.

[ancient_servant]

"No, I'm a vampire," Khayman said.

Even more deadpan than usual.

"I think the pirate's outside on his ship; I heard a rumour."

[_estsanatlehi_]

She blinked then, and again, both brows arching slowly, sitting up fully even more slowly, "Wait, we've got an actual pirate here?"

[ancient_servant]

"Yes, with a big black ship that's rather broken, as that funny little purple god thing has told me," Khayman said. "Living on the lake. Well, the pirate lives on his ship, and the ship is on the lake."

[_estsanatlehi_]

She nodded, making a mental note to go visit him sometime, "That's interesting. Wonder how long that's been there." Admittedly, she hadn't been outside recently.

[ancient_servant]

"It turned up when the Aramgeddon clock was destroyed, more or less," Khayman said. "But it isn't connected."