On heading to paradisa

[angelicnocturne]

[. . .]

Everything is adjusted. It is good to see I have a destination.

[. . .]

There are vampires everywhere. Should I find them here, I will take care of them.

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this one's on his way, too

[spiritusaequitas]

They got fuckin' vampires, too? Why wasn' I told? Woulda stocked up on garlic.

[snickers]

Yay! o/

[angelicnocturne]

I am not aware if there actually are.

[spiritusaequitas]

Oh.

... Well, uh ... why th' hell did you mention 'em, then? [someone is not familiar with the concept of vampires existing elsewhere for reals, you see]

[angelicnocturne]

There is a possibility they are there.

[circular logic is circular]</small.

[spiritusaequitas]

.... but they're not real…

[angelicnocturne]

[He stared at the man a long moment, confused.]

I am a vampire hunter.

[therosensaint]

D. Please be careful in the Castle.

[Ooc: This isn't Amiee. BTW.]

[angelicnocturne]

I always am.

[He nods to her.]

[therosensaint]

I know you are, D. Have you heard of a loss?

[angelicnocturne]

[A moment of thought, then another slow nod to her. Vaguely, at least.]

[therosensaint]

When you enter, you lose something. You could lose your sword and won't be able to kill any. [Or lose the ability to fight.]

[angelicnocturne]

I will not lose my sword.

[Said calmly and in a determined fashion.]

[therosensaint]

You might. Though it's your mun's choice on the loss

[syndicswillpay]

You, too, huh?

They taking you from anything important?

[angelicnocturne]

[After a long moment, he nods to the man.]

A mission.

[syndicswillpay]

Me, too. Or rather the end of the mission. [One that had lasted too long]

[angelicnocturne]

It was successful?

[A careful look at the man, then he stands still.]

[syndicswillpay]

...Yeah. It was...

[Pretty damned successful.]

I'm just glad it's over. That's one year I'd rather not repeat.

[angelicnocturne]

A long mission...

[Nevermind his was nearing on a couple thousand years, but he knew the circumstances were in all probability very different.]

[syndicswillpay]

It was necessary. [And forced.]

Getting an entire fleet home from the enemy's home system isn't easy.

[angelicnocturne]

They were prisoners of war?

[A low, monotonous sort of voice.]

[syndicswillpay]

Sort of. The Alliance fleet flew into the Syndic Home Star System thinking that they were going to win.

Yeah, it didn't happen, and control of the fleet turned over to me. Get the Alliance fleet back home.

[angelicnocturne]

[D's mind searches through his long lifetime, trying to search for any of the terms the man used. When he draws a blank, he chalks it up to it has simply been buried in time.]

You are confident of your safety. [More an observation than a question.]

[syndicswillpay]

For the next few days, at least.

[angelicnocturne]

It is always wise to be on your guard.

[Spoken slowly, as he always did, and carefully, like he thought over every word meticulously.]

[syndicswillpay]

I always am. I'm just on guard from other things than having my ship blowing up beneath me.

[angelicnocturne]

How can you be sure it won't happen?