128th. st.

[not_avampire]

[Voice Post | | Assuredly Accidental]

[Crash! Clatter, clatter, pause.]

-And how... Whatever. I'll take my gift horse and eat it, too. Oh, um... Probably should stop talking out lou...

Huh? Oh, it's on. [Creaking floorboards; the outside world needs maintenance. Tap, tap.] It's recording? Huh. Lucky coincidence. [Pause, laughter.] Well, hold a

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[repairedbywebs]

If you'd like, you may spend the day with me and my daughter.

[not_avampire]

Sounds cool! Who's your daughter?

[repairedbywebs]

Miss Lyra.

[ooc: Oh, so, cursed]

[not_avampire]

Nice name. Where're you guys hanging out?

[ooc He doesn't know Lyra, so all's well.]

[repairedbywebs]

At my home. In the warehouse.

[not_avampire]

Oh, yeah, 'cause you work on bikes. Makes sense enough. I'll be there in... probably more time than it'd take me otherwise, but I'm not complaining.

[repairedbywebs]

Take your time and enjoy the view.

[not_avampire]

Yeah. I'll be nice seeing worm's-eye again, I generally habit rooftops.

[repairedbywebs]

Worm's eye?

[not_avampire]

Versus bird's-eye. Y'know, like bird's-eye view?

[repairedbywebs]

You prefer it?

[not_avampire]

I think I'm just happy to see it again.

[repairedbywebs]

Take a walk in Xanadu.

[not_avampire]

I'll add that to my to-do list. Right after, 'have a salad'.

[repairedbywebs]

Enjoy your salad.

[not_avampire]

Oh, I will.