Canon is Golden Girls

[golden_girl_sophia]

Okay, so you got us all here now. And you're planning to play any of us exactly how often? If you weren't so picky, you might be able to, oh I don't know, find a game to put us in.

Not that I don't mind a bit of retirement.  I'm over eighty years old, I've put in my time and I'm quite happy to just live with the Girls.  Of course you don't have any of them up here in your head.  A lot of freaks, if you ask me, not that I haven't seen my share of 'em, I should be used to it, but the range of freaks you have!  If a shrink ever got their hands on this list, they'd probably institutionalize you just for how random you are.

You know what?  Never mind.  Don't look for a game.  Tonight's my night to clean out my purse anyway.

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[anti_ventrue]

My mun was born in 1987. It's 2012.

[golden_girl_sophia]

[She huffs.]

Infants. Both of you.

[anti_ventrue]

Look on the bright side, ma'am. You look good for your age, in that case.

[golden_girl_sophia]

Good for my age? Past 80, every birthday without a tombstone is a milestone.

[She's not impressed.]

[anti_ventrue]

I'd comment, but aging is something ... foreign to me now.

[golden_girl_sophia]

[Sophia is confused by his statement.]

What do you mean by that?

[anti_ventrue]

[John loosens his tie and pulls back his collar, revealing two even little pinprick-style scars.]

You can guess.

[golden_girl_sophia]

[Doesn't mean anything to her.]

What? Got stung by a wasp and you're allergic and will die soon?

[anti_ventrue]

...I'm a vampire.

[golden_girl_sophia]

[She laughs at first because she thinks he's kidding.... Then.]

Oh. You're... serious... You're trying to tell me vampires are real?

[anti_ventrue]

As real as anyone else.

[golden_girl_sophia]

[Excuse her as she scoots a little away from Johnathan.]

Well. Ummm... very nice to meet you... I need to be going now.

[anti_ventrue]

Don't worry about it. I'd never bite you. You remind me too much of my mother.

Bless her heart.

[golden_girl_sophia]

Bless her heart... so she's dead?

[You're not making her feel better, Johnathan.]

[anti_ventrue]

She had an aneurysm in '72. I was attending Harvard at the time.

[golden_girl_sophia]

Oh. I'm sorry.

[And she'll redirect the conversation slightly.]

Harvard, huh? You're a smart cookie, then?

[anti_ventrue]

Started at Oregon State, just like my dad. He helped pay my way for Harvard Law when they accepted me.

All he asked of me was to be the best at whatever I did.

[golden_girl_sophia]

And are you? Doing the best you can, I mean.

[anti_ventrue]

[He straightens his tie with a proud smirk.]

I never break a promise.

[golden_girl_sophia]

[She smiles at that.]

Good to hear! Respect for parents, it's a good look on you.

[anti_ventrue]

I respect a man who's worked as hard as my father. Just because I'm a vampire doesn't mean I can't be all-American, too.

[golden_girl_sophia]

[And there he goes again mentioning being a vampire. She had almost relaxed around him and now she tenses up again.]

Do me a favor? If you're not interested in hurting me, can we leave the 'vampire' part out of the conversation?

[anti_ventrue]

Sorry. I keep forgetting.

[golden_girl_sophia]

[She smiles faintly.]

Well, I'm just not nearly drunk enough to deal with it.

[She's not drunk at all.]

[anti_ventrue]

I know how that is. Not many people know this, but I had at least one or two drinks in me the entire time I ran for Senate.