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[designedtoparty]

[Nathan is curled up in bed, so his voice is slightly muffled by his covers.]

Okay, so is anyone else getting any more of those pains that were going on before we managed to get rid of those harpies? Or am I the lucky winner here? [He says 'we'. In reality he didn't do anything to help.]

Fuck. I think this actually feels worse than getting impaled to begin with.

[A pause and some creaking as Nathan shifts on his mattress.]

I think there's still bird shit in my bed. Those bastards better not have given me bird flu, or something.

Comments

[the-dawnster.livejournal.com]

Oh, like vampires? I mean you stick a piece of wood in their heart and the whole immortal thing doesn't hold that much weight. Not that I do the whole slay thing without a little chit chat first cause some vampires aren't so bad.

Uhm, sure. I mean I might as well until you get better. You're sleeping in poop. No one should have to sleep in poop.

[designedtoparty]

No. Way better than vampires. I'll die pretty much any old way. I just come back after.

Oh. Cool. Just drop by when you get the chance. I'm sure I'll be fine sleeping in it for a few more hours.