Mask or Menace IC contact

[crassidy]

"Probably out gettin' shit faced! I'll get back to yez."

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[slightlyoffchilt]

I greatly value my friends. Is why.

[crassidy]

Huh. I'd think that's a bad thing, there, is it not? Like from one of them fancy psychological stand points? Relyin' on others?

[He literally has no idea how any of this works. Doesn't really help when he just got dumped by his supposed best friends back home.]

[slightlyoffchilt]

We are social beings, Cassidy. We're evolved that way. I would consider it to be more unhealthy to shun and disdain the interpersonal connection that other people have to offer.

Don't you think so?

[crassidy]

[A few seconds of silence as the cogs slowly turn.]

I dunno, mate... Maybe it's different for vampires. Maybe we evolved to shun, yknow? Like that Dracula bloke hidin' off in some castle.

[slightlyoffchilt]

You might have a vampiric condition, sure. And that gives you a survivalistic advantage, definitely. But you were born a human being.

You're still a human being to me, psychologically.

[More or less.]

[crassidy]

Doc, I haven't been that in eighty nine years. Maybe you gotta find yourself a more vampire friendly approach.

[slightlyoffchilt]

Why do you dismiss yourself so readily?

[crassidy]

Not dismissin' anythin'.

[Yes he is.]

Just sayin' I've been a vampire three times as long as I've been a human. Whatever I once was, I sure as shite ain't any more. You deal with many immortal folk, doc?

[slightlyoffchilt]

I have, in fact. And I still find humanity within them. But we need not dwell on that, if you don't want to do so.

[crassidy]

Aye, let's not dwell on any of it. Smart choice, there. You're a good man. Way better use of our time is gettin' shit faced, wakin' up in some random folks bathroom and not rememberin' a bloody thing of it, eh? How about it?

[slightlyoffchilt]

Is that an experience you often enjoy, Cassidy? Because I actually do find that. Worrisome.

[crassidy]

Not often. Only days endin' in a Y. Maybe leave the judgement for some fella who needs the help.

[slightlyoffchilt]

Why are you taking concern as judgement?

[crassidy]

'Cause there's nothin' to be concerned about. I find bathroom floors comfortable enough sleepin' arrangements.

[slightlyoffchilt]

I just think that, perhaps, you deserve better. Just a thought.

[crassidy]

[A moment of hesitation, because shit, is this... someone caring about his well being?!]

I got a comfy bed if that's what you're worried about, mate.

[slightlyoffchilt]

That is the bare minimum of what I'm worried about.

[crassidy]

Christ, thank feck, I was wonderin' if you were tryna house me up like a lost pup.

[slightlyoffchilt]

Oh, no, no -- I doubt Raina would appreciate me trying that again.

[crassidy]

Raina, is it? That your lady?

[slightlyoffchilt]

Oh, yes. She is. You've probably met her already?

[crassidy]

Oh, yeah, we've crossed paths. [Ahem.] She not a fan of you pickin' up strays, there, doc?

[slightlyoffchilt]

She can be somewhat controlling sometimes, my darling Raina.

[And Chilton was not always the most obedient.]

[crassidy]

I bet she can, just your type, is it not? [A half chuckle in those words.]

Although, if y'got some good booze and nice digs, I won't say no to the couch every now and then. It really is nice of you to offer there, mate.

[Did he offer? Too late.]

[slightlyoffchilt]

She won't mind, probably. Just come when she's in De Chima, perhaps.

[This invitation lasts as long as he doesn't know about your new boss, Cass.]