thiry-sixth cigarette

[november_chill]

Hm. I'd almost forgotten how fragile humans are. Becoming too complacent, I'd think.

I think I might need to go buy more cigarettes.

[OOC: MIRROR NOVEMBER. He's a full-on Contractor again, and just froze an NPC. Side effects are less congeniality and more murderous intent. Not to exceed three doses a day?]

Comments

[oneeyedservant]

You're not human?

[november_chill]

Not in the slightest.

[oneeyedservant]

Interesting.

What are you?

[november_chill]

A Contractor.

[oneeyedservant]

And what exactly sets you apart from humans?

[november_chill]

A lack of those silly things we call emotions. And an affinity for ice. ♥

[OOC: Conveniently leaving out the renumeration. XD]

[oneeyedservant]

I see.

An interesting ability.

[november_chill]

You don't know of us? There was a big stir a couple months ago, where one of us was setting people on fire.

[oneeyedservant]

I suppose it depends on how far back you speak of.

[november_chill]

Ah, you're newer then? My apologies.

[oneeyedservant]

Less than half a year, I believe.

No apologies necessary.

There are more of you here?

[november_chill]

It happened in November of last year, I believe.

Yes, there are a few.

[oneeyedservant]

Really.

You have souls?

[november_chill]

Souls? I'm not sure.

[oneeyedservant]

There is a way to find out.

[ooc | HOW OLD IS NOVEMBER?!]

[november_chill]

Is there?

[OOC: I'm going to assume him to be around 22-26? XD Why?]