.002 Δ [Voice]

[ratherbelocky]

Okay. Okay.

[York's voice is the soft but urgent hiss of someone who's freaking out but doesn't want to alarm the people around him. The sound quality, for those sensitive to that sort of thing, indicates that he may have, you know. Locked himself in the bathroom. As one does.]

Can I lodge a complaint? I dunno who to, exactly, but I'da hoped this would be the kind of thing that got covered in the rookie's field manual as early as possible.

[He pauses.]

Turning into a werewolf, I mean.

[The pause is practically italicized. Whatever's happening to York, he is strenuously unhappy about it, and the tension rides his voice hard.]

Like, the fact that that's apparently a real possibility in this universe.

Comments

[veggie_vamp]

But being a werewolf is so great! I should know. My best ghoulfriend is a werewolf, and I'm dating one too!

[ratherbelocky]

You don't know my friends. You don't know how bad their sense of humor is.

[veggie_vamp]

Well, from what I'm hearing, a lot of people are getting transformed and stuff. Maybe they will too?

[ratherbelocky]

[A thoughtful pause.]

Yeah...

[He scratches his fur idly. Maybe this won't totally suck.]

Yeah, you're right. They did both get hurt...

[veggie_vamp]

See? There's a silver lining in every sarcophagus!

[ratherbelocky]

[He snorts loudly.]

There is, huh? I guess you would know, 'ghoulfriend.'

[veggie_vamp]

[Giggle!]

Totally! My name's Draculaura. If you guys have any monster problems, you can always give me a call!

[ratherbelocky]

York. I gotta ask: Any relation to old Dracula himself?

[veggie_vamp]

Well duh, that's my dad!

[ratherbelocky]

'Course. Just had to check.

[This place is wild.]