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[shilowallace]

Oh, neat! Thanks, I wasn't expecting that. I mean. It's not like. I don't really want to keep looking at myself. But I know you having pictures and stuff, so. Cool.

And, hey, stop worrying. You're back on the horse and we're about to do something...kind of important. I mean, I know time is all...weird, when it comes to me and whatever the hell I'm doing, but. I mean, technically...I've never gone through "rehab". Well, I have. But we've never. You know. Actually done it. So. I'm excited. Once we're back in it, I'll be terrified again, but. For now. I'm glad. I know I need it. And look how well it worked out, after it was all said and done!

Anyway. I know you're knee-deep in other things, like the Carnival, right now. No, it's okay, if you are. I like Dolly, too, I think. Better than anyone else, anyway. Haha, okay, except maybe Satan. (But don't tell GraveRobber. I don't know if he'll get the joke.)

Point is, um. I'm here, too. And excited. So. Thanks. That's all.

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[placeintheworld]

...Sorry did you say Satan? [You are way too young to be making sacrifices like that. :|]

[shilowallace]

Well. Lucifer, but. Yeah. Basically.

[placeintheworld]

...Aren't you a little young for a Faustian deal?

[shilowallace]

A deal? Oh, gosh, no! Nothing like that. I just think he's...well, handsome.

[placeintheworld]

Oh. Oh okay. I was going to say you've got a look that I bet a lot of people would like, but trust me the fine print is not worth it. I brokered one once through Disney? It...It wasn't pretty.

Sure though. If you're interested in one of the powers that be....whatever floats your boat I guess.

maybe.

[shilowallace]

I don't...really believe in making contracts. The fine print...it's never worth it.

It's. Never mind, it was just kind of a joke.

[placeintheworld]

...You know what? I agree.

In more ways then one.

No, it's not bad. I just...sorry. Sometimes I bring my work home with me I guess. [He shrugs]

[shilowallace]

You work with contracts? Or...with the Devil?

[placeintheworld]

[Have a businesscard. It even has a watermark. Take a look at that] Wolfram and Hart. Contracts.

With various parties who might have leanings of a...paranormal nature.

[And there's a very solid look that says "take it seriously because it's true. Although Satan can't honestly be bothered the Wolf, The Ram, and the Hart do his work.]

[anti_ventrue]

Rehab? I'm impressed. It takes guts to volunteer yourself for that.

[shilowallace]

It's not...really rehab, like going away because I'm totally whacked out on Z or anything. Sort of just an...unfortunate problem with this medicine I used to take.

It doesn't feel all that brave. Maybe a little desperate, since there's really no other option.

[anti_ventrue]

Don't sell yourself short.

[shilowallace]

Thanks. It...is sort of a big deal, I guess.

[anti_ventrue]

Just stick to it. It's a good way to go. [He holds out his hand.] I'm John.

[shilowallace]

That's the plan. I have a friend who's helping me out. If everything...goes okay, it won't take too long.

[With a timid smile, she hesitates...but, ultimately, takes his hand and gives it a delicate squeeze.] Hi, John. I'm Shilo. It's nice to meet you.

[anti_ventrue]

[Someone mildly observant might notice that hand is room temperature at best.]

A pleasure, Shilo.

[shilowallace]

[...And it is a little chilly in here. But we're polite. Even if we can't help a tiny jump and a curious sort of look.]

Oh, yeah. Likewise. [Smile?]

[graverobs]

Satan? Kid, you've got strange taste.

[ not that he's complaining. it's just peculiar. ]

[shilowallace]

[Oops, caught! Please accept this somewhat sheepish blush. ...That's slowly turning into a tiny, I-feel-clever smirk.] I guess you could say I might.

[graverobs]

Uh huh. [ and a pause of consideration as he takes in the blush and smirk. well then. ] Cute. Wasn't sure he was your type, what with the horns and all.

[shilowallace]

I'm not really, you know, all that into the horns. I like his eyes. [...Feeling a little less clever. Maybe just kind of silly and smitten. And not with the Devil.]

[graverobs]

His eyes, [ parroted, but he's getting the idea, his lips curving into an amused grin. he's curious to see how far she'll let him push, though. ] What's so great about his eyes?

[shilowallace]

[Innocent shruuuug. And, look at that, her cheeks may be permanently twinged pink.] ...They're all blue and sparkly.

[graverobs]

[ mission accomplished. his eyebrows climb a bit dramatically even though his grin widens. ] Oh yeah? So, Satan has sparkly blue eyes. Interesting.

[shilowallace]

[Who are we talking about aga...oh, right.] That's what I hear, anyway. I've never actually met the guy.