070 | fourthwall

[roseraiebleue]

Another of these little events, hm?

Hey, Saya. You out there this time, princess? Solomon?

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[gabeoftheheart]

Oh man, are you a vampire too?

[roseraiebleue]

Chiropteran, though I don't see how it matters to you.

[gabeoftheheart]

Because I saw your fangs and I didn't think there were any other vamps in this place. Too damn sunny.

Chiropteran? What clan is that?

[roseraiebleue]

It's not a clan, it's a species. I'm a chevalier, if we want to get specific.

You're one of those weak-to-sunlight types one might find in fiction, then? What a joke.

[gabeoftheheart]

Oh. Uh, we have clans, where I'm from. Spread from sire to childe. I'm Malkavian.

Yeah, but none of that "crosses/running water/garlic" crap. Fire and sunlight and beheadings are the only things that kill us.

[roseraiebleue]

I'd say sunlight's a bigger weakness than the rest. After all, the world isn't covered in garlic twelve hours a day.

[gabeoftheheart]

Yeah, but there are tricky things you can do. I keep a bodybag in the back of my Bentley in case I get stuck somewhere without shelter. Keeps me safe.

[roseraiebleue]

Classy.

[gabeoftheheart]

Hey man, when the sun comes up, you gotta do what you gotta do. It's all about survival and the Masquerade, and the Masquerade is survival.