Mar 18, 2009 15:03
[Anyone wandering through town can find Angel pressed up against the wall in the thin strip of shade on the outside of some random house. He'd been on his way home, I swear, but the sun had caught him outside. Now he's just trying not to get burned. Six hours later, and he's getting stiff. Talk to the poor guy?]
**ic,
stuck,
*action
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Something the matter?
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Nothing new... Can't touch the sun.
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[No vampires in Ivalice, see?]
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In direct sunlight, I... Well, I burst into flame.
[He glances down at his hand, which he'd used the day before when he'd first arrived as a guinea pick to see if the sun had the same effect here. Though it's quickly healing, there are still some remnants of what very much resembled bad acid burns.]
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Good call.
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...I'm stuck.
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Apparent distress? Well, he never was a good actor, so his attempt at 'casual' might not be so casual after all. He shifts a little, still in the shade, to look a little more relaxed. And in a tone that was hopefully convincing:]
Fine, thanks.
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The heat too much for you?
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A little bit.
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Got a problem with the sun?
[He'll probably notice her british accent.]
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Uh... kind of.
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Yeah.
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