canon is johannes cabal :|

[soulcontracts]

You could at least do me the respect of re-reading the damned books first.

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[charismatically]

So you are... [He murmurs the words reflectively, wondering what Johannes might have done to get himself out of that particular little situation. There are many things that can be said about Johannes Cabal and intelligent and is one of them, that Horst has never doubted. Intelligent, but also very narrow-minded about things.]

Prickly? I suppose so, though I can't entirely say for myself. In some lore, it's believed vampires do not have souls and are nothing more a demon inhabiting a dead body.

[soulcontracts]

[ Horst, you should probably be careful what you say around your madman scientist of a brother. ]

I'm sure there are ways to find out.

[ -- several experiments that he can think of offhand to detect souls in creatures. He squints thoughtfully at him, likely pondering the most irritating ones he could administer. ]

[charismatically]

[Horst laughs, rich, amused, exasperated, expectant, disbelieving, happy all rolled up into a single sound.] You never change, do you, Johannes.

[soulcontracts]

[ There is nothing on the planet that might actually make him admit that he's glad to see his brother. There's a flicker of something, though, a ghost of what might be a smirk just barely twitching the corner of his lip. ]

Far be it from me to not test the lore when presented with the opportunity.

[charismatically]

I confess I would be concerned if you didn't wish to experiment. Though no, even for the sake of scientific inquiry, don't come near me with your toolkit. [He straightens out his jacket.] I enjoy being in one piece, thank you very much.

[soulcontracts]

If you enjoy being in one piece, just think of how much fun you'd have in five or six.

[ He didn't miss you.




Nope. ]

[charismatically]

I suppose it would mean more people can enjoy my company at once.

[soulcontracts]

Again: I'm open to testing this theory. Just say the word.

[charismatically]

And may that word be never heard. [He crosses his arms and walks closer to give Johannes a scrutinizing look.] Speaking of being in one piece, are you all in one? No nasty little side-effects I should be aware of?

[soulcontracts]

[ Johannes's chin tilts up, face pulling into an expression of mild disgust. ]

I have a conscience. Mostly functional. Absolutely galling. Haven't decided quite yet what I'm going to do to fix it.

[charismatically]

Might I suggest community service at the local orphanage or animal shelter? That will fix your conscience right up.

[soulcontracts]

Why don't you get to it? Let me know how it goes. Preferably via letter that I can pretend I didn't receive.

[charismatically]

And let you miss out on the joy of little kittens shedding on your black slacks? Never.

[soulcontracts]

I had a kitten, once. Only for a few hours, of course.