6th Coffee

[mal_addict]

[Action: Outside 915 Bilko]

[Maladict treats mail coming to her house the same way she treats milk. With great suspicion. So when the parcel arrived to her door , she made sure it was in the centre of the lawn, and spent a constructive five minutes poking with a large stick held at arms length from her.

When she finally decided it was safe enough to open, she found it annoyingly empty. For a moment, she thought that perhaps they'd got it wrong. Or maybe the postman had gone completely insane along with the milkman. Maybe they'd elope and have crazy inhuman babies. That would be nice for them.

...And then she felt the old, tugging cravings hitting her. She glanced down at her hands, no longer were they the healthy living flesh colour, but pale and white. Looks like Mayfiled finally decided to give her her vampirism back]

I didn't even think you could get that sort of thing in a box.

[Phone]

Well, as much fun as my extended trip into humanity was, I'm glad it's over. Shame Mayfield didn't deliver the whole package, but I suppose beggars can't be choosers. Not unless they have a good Guild behind them, anyway.

So. Are we all over our crushing humiliation of acting like idiots yet? Or is it still too soon?

Comments

[ phone ]

[extraordinarily]

I'm pretty sure it's over. If they've given us stuff from home, that usually means that the event is over.

[There's a shrug and a sigh after that.]

[ phone ]

[mal_addict]

'Sorry for making your lives confusing and miserable, have this thing we already stole from you back as compensation'

[ phone ]

[extraordinarily]

That's pretty much it! It's kind of stupid, though.

[I mean seriously, Mayfield. Seriously.]

[ phone ]

[mal_addict]

I'd almost feel cheated, if I wasn't so glad to be back to at least partially being myself again. I suppose it's better than the alternative.

[ phone ]

[extraordinarily]

That's kind of because we were cheated. I mean, seriously. They should at least give some of us some slack.

[Especially the people who aren't exactly human.]

Phone

[kinship]

I take it you've got your first package in the mail, Miss Maladict?

Phone

[mal_addict]

Oh, no. I've had my black ribbon before that. But a ribbon fits into a box a lot more than, say, a person's species.

[kinship]

[That was interesting, though he already knew what species she was from when they met.]

Are you grateful to not be human any longer?

[mal_addict]

I am, no offence to them or anything, but it's nice to be back in your own skin.

[Phone]

[connedviakeyboard]

The town gave you back your body?

[He actually sounds a little annoyed. He's been here seven months and he still hasn't gotten his back dammit what gives?]

[Phone]

[mal_addict]

It did, I'm back to being me again, and it's great.

[A pause]

Why? Isn't your body...your usual one? [She'd just assumed he was human. Yup]

[connedviakeyboard]

No. It isn't. It's kind of getting annoying with how long I've been here.

[mal_addict]

Well, I'm sure you'll get it eventually? Maybe Mayfield wants you to suffer a little more. [You know, like you do back home. Only suffering. Forever]

...What are you, then?

phone;

[encored]

[well he can definitely relate to this.]

The way they divide it up is so inconvenient, isn't it?

phone;

[mal_addict]

It really is. It's like getting half a birthday cake. The part that's pretty but is largely icing with no real substance to it.

[encored]

An apt metaphor. It must feel a little more comfortable, at the very least, but all form and no function can be difficult to deal with.

[mal_addict]

Best I can hope for now is that I get the rest of it. No doubt after Mayfield has made me suffer for it, of course.

[1st_superhero]

...You're a vampire again? Should I be worried?

[mal_addict]

I am, but I still have a handle on everything. No need to start the alarm bells just yet.

[1st_superhero]

Okay. So you're like one of those vampires who can control hunger pangs then, right?

[mal_addict]

I am. It took a lot of work, but I have it under control. [Mostly]

[phone]

[inthebones]

If I ever say the phrase 'fun and cheer and happiness' again, please carve my lungs out with a dull spoon.

[phone]

[mal_addict]

I absolutely promise you that will happen. It was frightening.

[inthebones]

Yes, I know.

I'm considering becoming a hermit for the next year or so until everyone who knew me was droned.

[mal_addict]

You know Mayfield will find some horrible way to unroot you, right?