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[suckeddry]

Somehow, Laine has found a swing-set. He doesn't know whether it had existed in the Nexus previously or not, but it does now. He is not really swinging, but sitting there looking a bit forlorn. If he'd been thinking along those lines, Laine would hope the image to be rather Danny Zuko-esque. It's more likely he looks like a cross between a strangled cat and that ratty old sweater in your grandmother's attic. You know the one. He has a lollipop but he would rather have a cigarette.

But anyways, he's distracted. Firstly by being alive, and secondly by this question. "Why do people get so hot for vampires, anyway? I don't understand the turn on."