[Accidental Visual] Hotel Carmilla-- Don, Long is copycatting you
The tablet had been very helpful in letting him know when it might be wise to leave his rooms. When the coast was clear of possibly hostile dots, Long shouldered a satchel containing a few books and notebooks he had thought it simply unbearable to leave behind (and what a trial it had been, deciding that, winnowing it down to what he could carry).
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The comment about mankind was unusually phrased, though she didn't give it much note. Long's current drunkenness--something she couldn't have imagined--held most of her attention.
"There's a part of me which suggests mailing them a bomb," she said, but humor gave way to concern. "You all right, Long? This... doesn't seem like you."
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He blinked at the question, head still weaving a bit as he tried to resolve the tiny screen in his vision-- he could easily identify Eliza by hearing, at least, but the picture was not cooperating at the moment.
"I am drunk," he said, very solemnly. "An inegg-- an inelegant and temporary situation to the miseries of existence, but one with a... a very time-honored tradition. You must forgive my lapses of voc-- vocabulary. The lapse of dignity I will only feel tomorrow."
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"Any particular reason for this bender? Beyond just general alien jerkassness?"
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"My landlord has app-- apparently gone from a laconic Doctor Jekyll to a fanged Mr Hyde. I am evicted so that I am not eviscerated, haha... or eaten or butchered or tortured of any of these other rumoured, charming hobbies of his.
"It has rather been the final straw of a-- a-- well, it has been quite the last two weeks, shall we say.
"And how are you, my dear?"
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"I'm starting to think this whole free alcohol thing is...a bad idea." Exasperasted Glitch is exasperated. "To answer your question, though: they'll probably giggle, then ignore it."
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"Why do you-- why do you think it is bad idea? Have bawls-- brawls broken out?"
Said with absolutely no piecing together of his own state of intoxication with Glitch's words, of course.
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Glitch is, occasionally, a fretter.
"But really, no, it won't help. The only time they really step in to do anything is when one of us does something really wrong." He frowned, not entirely sure if he was remembering that properly. "It's why we can't get explosives now, 'cept for fireworks."
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He propped one hand under his chin-- it seemed rather easier to support the weight of his head that way-- and nodded ponderously at Glitch's words although he had no idea what the other fellow was talking about.
"The New Year's fireworks were quite splendid, really. An, an auspicious start to the year in some ways..."
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"You shouldn't drink alone, Long."
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"I think one should drink alone but perhaps not--" He gave up on trying to find the right word, with a comical grimace of frustration, and instead tapped the tablet to indicate what he meant, causing the broadcast to jiggle a little.
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DG gave Long a wry and rather sympathetic smile, wondering how long he'd been taking advantage of the free alcohol and how much he'd consumed over the last few hours. He certainly looked worse for wear. If it hadn't been for conversations with Glitch since she'd been returned to her rightful age, she wouldn't have connected the man at the bar with the dragon who had rescued her from the forest.
She wondered if he would recognise her.
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"I fear you are correct, miss," Long sighed. This voice he did not know, at least, not as the others had been known to him, even if it did sound vaguely familiar. Brow furrowed, he curled his long fingers around the tablet, tilted it up to better look at the lady speaking.
The face was a pretty young lady, and Taxon seemed to have many of those, but he couldn't quite place her, despite the nagging feeling of familiarity.
Quite seriously he asked: "Forgive me, but have we met in a past life?"
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DG smiled, raising a hand to brush a lock of dark hair out of her bright blue eyes. The expression on her face was sheepish rather than apologetic. She hadn't done anything wrong - it had been the hamsters fault, not hers - but she'd still been a child for a week. She was bound to feel embarrassed.
"I'm DG."
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Realization caught up a moment later, and Long snorted. "Ah, never mind, I am being foolish. The, the glitch, of course, silly me.
"A pleasure to make your aqua... acquaintance, again, although I, I rather fear I have shrunk. In multiple senses."
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