001. everything is beautiful and nothing hurts.

[rudolphofvamps]

Phone.
[Spike sounds oddly manic, not that you would know it was odd for him.]

I guess this is like a conference call, huh? So who's on the other end. [a few crickets...] Not sure what to make of all this, but. Haven't seen a phone like this since--[sudden throat clearing]What do you lot do around here? Go to the drive-in with your steadies and

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[dearmungandr]

[Upon being run into, he just stops in his tracks and gives a bit of a disdainful look at the man who did it.]

[dearmungandr]

[Jormungandr glances over at Spike for a moment then nods. His first few hours here are still vivid in his memory, since, you know, he had to figure out how to walk.]

[rudolphofvamps]

So, what? There's gotta be something more to this place than playing Stepford husband.

[dearmungandr]

[Oh, so he's supposed to explain this town to this guy? He can't. Not with the way he talks. Might as well start with the simple answer for now.]

...yess.

[rudolphofvamps]

[It's not like Spike pays enough attention to listen to some long winded speech. That means you're stuck with him, son.]

You're quite the social butterfly, you know. You could be on TV. [And he was entertaining Spike to boot. He let a pause lapse a second before,] Oy, mate, you know where I could get some smokes?

[With his new human biology, he felt...actually compelled to smoke out of more than just nerves or habit. It was definitely odd.]

[dearmungandr]

[Jormungandr rolls his eyes.

Smokes... those are the things the drone men are always burning and inhaling, right? The cigarettes. He thinks he knows where you can get those. He's seen them in town. He shrugs and nods and starts heading off in the direction of downtown.]

[rudolphofvamps]

[Most people have this reaction to Spike, but he's quickly following, unphased.]

You're not so bad, you know, Joe.

[dearmungandr]

[He stops for a moment and turns and just looks at Spike.

Joe?

Really?]

[rudolphofvamps]

[Kanye shrug] You don't like it? What about Jose?

[dearmungandr]

[Jormungandr staaaaares.

This guy really isn't going to bother with his name, is he.

Wonderful.

You know what? Fine. Most of the people in this town don't even know who he is, so why get upset if one or two of them don't even bother with his name?

He shakes his head in annoyance and keeps walking.]

[rudolphofvamps]

[He only grins, staying silent for the moment as they walk. Annoying people is what he do best.]

[dearmungandr]

[Well at least he's being quiet now. In any case, they reach downtown and Jormungandr leads Spike to the General Store. Jormungandr's noticed it's basically where people go to get... almost everything. They'll have cigarettes here.]

[rudolphofvamps]

[Spike wonders if he even has any money in his pockets. Normally he'd just nick them but first impressions and all. Pulling out a few dollars, he remembers that this is the 1950s and fags are hella cheap

[dearmungandr]

[Jormungandr's noticed that nearly every single one of the drones smokes. He doesn't like it, the smell is strange and just... feels toxic to him. He shakes his head. The only reason he'd consider doing it is for the comfort of having something in his mouth. After all, he's spent a very, very long time completely encircling the globe and holding his own tail in his mouth. It's... rather strange to not have to do that.

But in any case, no, he's not planning on smoking any time soon. He's not going to think any less of Spike for smoking, though. Although finding a way to think less of Spike would be something of an achievement at this point. Jormungandr doesn't think very much of humans to begin with.]

[rudolphofvamps]

Go ahead and take that as a no. [It obviously doesn't bother him that he's basically talking to himself over here, but he can't help poking a little fun all the same.] Bloke could get an ego, talking to you.

[dearmungandr]

[Yeah, whatever. He's not the only one in this town who doesn't talk. There was that other girl... though he hasn't run into her in a while. It doesn't matter. He doesn't see why everyone has to talk so much, it's just noise and doesn't mean anything half the time.]