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 buy big league chew at the game with your pop? It's all just a little [frightening?] too good to be true.

[muttering] Still not sure I'm not dreaming this up. [Or you know, still in a basement losing his mind.]


Action for 1448 Mitchell Road.
[Oh, Krillin, where are you? He'll only be terrified to see you.

He doesn't even know there's anyone else in the house, going to pour himself a bowl of cereal and ruffling up his hair. It feels bizarre and not at all right that his growling stomach actually wants human food.

But it feels good, too.]

Open Action.
[Spike is walking down Mitchell Road, but feel free to meet him anywhere he'll be walking a while. In slacks and a plain blue sweater, he's just, meandering, hands in his pockets as he tries not to feel the remnants of sunlight beat down on his back. It's so strange and wonderful to feel it and yet, what did he do to deserve it. Is this a new kind of Hell dimension where they torture you with kindness.

And then he bumps into you because--without vampire senses he's really the clumsiest person you've ever met. Actually, he's not that smooth with them either.] --Sorry. [Just make nice with the locals until you get the skinny, he keeps telling himself. Easier said than bloody done. This place was Stepford creepy and twice as annoying.]

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[midgardserpent]

[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.]

[rudolphofvamps.livejournal.com]

Talking's overrated anyway, hey. The world's about more than cheap talk.

Or maybe this place isn't. Haven't figured it out yet, myself. [He shoots JOE a sideways glance.] Sure I will though, come time.

[midgardserpent]

[He shrugs again. To be honest he hasn't really figured it out much himself either. There's a lot going on here that he doesn't know about.]

Long time to learn.

[rudolphofvamps.livejournal.com]

Could be here a long time. And if I'm not it doesn't much matter if I go home half-educated. [If he even gets to go "home" after this.]

[midgardserpent]

[Jormungandr nods. He agrees, though he's in a bit trickier of a situation. He had to learn to talk and be human, after all, and as much as he would've liked to miss out on learning all about that, he was forced to anyway.]

[rudolphofvamps.livejournal.com]

Glad you agree, mate. [He coughs a bit as he sucks down the last of his cigarette, fist to his chest as he crushes it beneath his heel.] This working organs thing is gonna take a little getting used to.

[Though he hadn't really meant to say it out loud, he leaves it. Joe seems like an okay guy]

[midgardserpent]

[Oh well now that was an interesting comment. What was that supposed to mean?]

...working?

[He's curious. Not frightened, not disgusted, just mildly curious.]

[rudolphofvamps.livejournal.com]

[he looked surprised a the question, like he had forgotten Jormungandr was there, or maybe just that he could speak.]

It's been a long time. ..Since I've been human.

[midgardserpent]

[Huh. Very interesting. He nods.]

Never wass.

[He means himself. Though explaining the details of having been a giant sea monster turned human is... a little beyond his current communication skills. So why he's even bringing it up is a bit of a mystery.]

[rudolphofvamps.livejournal.com]

So you're just borrowing that, huh? [He gestures to the other man..like, his whole self. Spike seems to get it well enough without a big explanation. For all his thickness, he just gets some things.]

[midgardserpent]

[Jormungandr frowns.]

No. Forced.

[Borrowing is too pleasant a term for what happened to him.]

[rudolphofvamps.livejournal.com]

[He frowns too, taking a moment to get past the way his heartbeat changes at the shift in topic. Just when he's getting used to that he'll be a vampire again, he's sure.]

Know what you mean.

[midgardserpent]

[Jormungandr nods. It's strange being around someone who understands. Loki and Thor know, but they don't really understand. This... Spike. He understands. Maybe not completely, but enough.]