[basically unscathed. Whatever. You try punching out a pile of gook. Whether it's the vampire who hits the muck or the muck who hits the vampire, it's going to be muckier for the vampire...
Her smile pulls out of him his first non-scowl in a while]
Never, Bit. Y'know that.
Gah. Though wonder how long it'll take to get this off. Only way to get clean might be to dive off a dock.
[backtrack a mo'... he hadn't meant to worry her... and shouldn't've if this was only...]
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Instead of answering his question, she asks her own.] What happened to you?
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[shakes his arm disgustedly to de-gook, failing.]
If this coat is ruined I'm storming the manor. This ain't Italy.
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Off to a bad start today? It does appear you've wandered quite far into the Mist.
[He would know. He chances its effects to hunt in the far reaches on occasion. The density of the roiling clouds is also a telltale sign.]
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What today is it? I mean what is today? Relative to…
[snorts a bit and tosses up hand]
Whenever else. Last apocalypsish todo.
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You know, for a few seconds there, I thought you'd bailed on me.
[She's smiling, but there's relief in her voice.]
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[basically unscathed. Whatever. You try punching out a pile of gook. Whether it's the vampire who hits the muck or the muck who hits the vampire, it's going to be muckier for the vampire...
Her smile pulls out of him his first non-scowl in a while]
Never, Bit. Y'know that.
Gah. Though wonder how long it'll take to get this off. Only way to get clean might be to dive off a dock.
[backtrack a mo'... he hadn't meant to worry her... and shouldn't've if this was only...]
How long have I been...?
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Not that I was keeping track or anything. You might want to ixnay on the dockswimming though. The fish are really bitey.
What about the lake? Or the bathhouse?
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Usually. When the water's on. Sometimes.
…There's a bathhouse?
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[ Tonks doesn't want to say it. She tries not to say it. She fails. She remembers seeing him on the street. ]
You're in dire need of a bath. What exploded all over you?
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...Probably the monster, actually... but it's supposed to be...
[scowls (or possibly pouts) a moment more over his coat.]
What I need is a magical cleaning thing. I don't trust the dry cleaners with leather on a good day...
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[ She's not bothered at all. ]
Well, I could try a cleaning charm on your coat but it tends to dry out leather a bit. You'll have to oil it after.
[ Tonks knows. She's done it before. ]
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[almost sort of sarcastic, but not really. It's not always all right.
Would make a joke now involving oil of some kind, but the look of her makes him (yes, shock, he's capable of this:) think better of it.]
I'll take it. Haven't lost this coat to a monster yet. Drinks on me.
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So they were right, you are here too.
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Eyebrows raise.
Then something like a smile.]
Well, well. Gotta have something to say about this timing, love.
Guess Angel knows you're here.
Evil check?
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He does.
No evil here. And if you try to bite me again to make sure I am so kicking your ass.
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Sorry, I guess. Or not…?
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