006: Turning turning turning

[yeehawkiller]

[Severen’s curious face flickers on screen. It’s him alright after a brief absence, but something about the vampire is a little… off. His face is still dirty, but it's a dusty kind of grit as opposed to his usual grime. Bags etch under his eyes and the voice that comes from his throat holds an accent that his a little thicker than before. His

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maaaagic mirror, sev. magic.

[left_that_life]

Hey!

WHO IS THE FAIREST ONE OF ALL?

[yeehawkiller]

[HOT LADY]

Heeeeey. Don't mind the bruises, darlin'. Care to nurse me back to health?

[He grins painfully]

CLEARLY THE DIRTY COWPOKE.

[left_that_life]

Absolutely, can't think of nothin' I'd like better.

How'd you get so roughed up anyway? Not that I'm complaining; some men wear bruises well.

:3

[yeehawkiller]

Well, that ol' snake Slippery Jim came burstin' into Rusty an' Smithy's Saloon demandin' that twenty dollars was owed to him from a poker match played not two nights ago. Here was I sittin' there, mindin' my own business thinkin' we was square an' all since we shook hands on the matter an' all. He comes in then hootin' an' hollarin' that I was a yellow bellied cheat of all things. [He huffs exasperate!] I may be a cheat but I ain't yella. What kind of man would take that from a ol' degenerate like Slippery Jim?!