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[doesnotjuggle]

[She cracks the door open, just enough for her and Carver the dog to poke their heads in.]

Are you all right? I heard angry typing. Is someone wrong on the network again?

[godofnothingness]

[Yeesh, the boy is practically steaming...] Wrong is putting it lightly, when they're talking about your circumstances of death, [he growls without thinking, glaring at the screen.

So much for keeping mum on who killed him...]

[doesnotjuggle]

Wait--your what now?

[Okay, you know what, she's just going to come closer to try and take a peek at whatever's going on there onscreen. Carver follows behind, clearly curious as well--and that is one big dog, all right.]

What kind of circumstances?

[godofnothingness]

[AAAAAAHHH hiding the screen-

...

For about two seconds before he just crosses his arms and scowls.] Just a lovely little disagreement over what counts as fair warning to run off.

I don't recall it being a hand through the chest, myself.

[doesnotjuggle]

[One, two, aaaand--]

Mm, you're right. [There's a forced quality to her light tone now, something fake about how casual she is about it. She's not actually okay with this at all.] A hand through the chest isn't really a fair warning--I've seen it happen myself. It tends to be very messy.

[A long pause.] Do you know who they are? [Don't tell her.]

[godofnothingness]

[He snorts.] Beginning to fucking wish I did now.

She wasn't exactly the sort to talk while fighting though--didn't look too different from anyone else in the bloody city either. Most I know is she was a vampire, but that hardly means shit at this point.

[doesnotjuggle]

All right. So she's a vampire--that rules out at least one vampire I know about. [There are gears turning in her head now, and for once she hasn't started making jokes. This is serious. It deserves seriousness.]

What did she look like? Anything that could help me pick her out of a crowd?

[godofnothingness]

Er... ...Blonde?

Not really, which was mostly how this shit started I'm pretty sure. Hell, if I hadn't been able to see the state of the bloke she'd taken away for insurance, I'd have pegged her for human myself!

[doesnotjuggle]

All right, blonde vampire. Surely there can't be too many of those around.

[And there's the levity Hawke's well-known for.]

Tell me how it happened, then. Don't leave out any details.

[godofnothingness]

[Hahhhh. The boy snorts, before frowning at the last bit. He could easily recount it, but something bugs him about the idea...mostly...]

...Friend of mine started a fight. Other end didn't figure stopping at him was enough since I'd stepped in to break it up. They're not kidding when they say they move fast, you know!

[A dry laugh, and he sighs.] ...Obviously there's more than just that, but...

...Well. I think dying was enough of a strike back on him after all. [He'd rather not expose a friend of his to any rage right now. Other than his own at least.]