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A - [Omeganet]

[Kresnik appears on the screen, letting out a long breath before speaking]

Okay, since Wild Tiger and Grand Papillion already know - might as well tell everyone to avoid any further confusion. I'm Kresnik, and the cloak I'm wearing, and the Night Stone I carried used to belong to The Night King, I'm a distant relation to him, but I have zero intentions of carrying on his legacy.

Got it?

All right, now that we got that out of the way, is there anything I can do to help?

B - [Mall, Action]

[Soma always did stand out as a civilian, it's summer but he's wearing a very light-weight long-sleeved shirt, and smelling faintly of coconut due prescription-strength sunscreen. He's going from various stores - stopping at a record shop that was going out of business. The place was getting picked over by bargain hunters - one of whom shoved Soma aside, knocking him over and scattering his bags]

Hey-! Watch it!

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"Eeeeee" was the noise from the stack of three shy guys that were shoved over and fell all over because of Soma. They scurried about some before getting in front of Soma's away again, upright, and ready for a charge this time. They pointed their... fingers at him and seemed down right angry.

He stumbled back in surprise at the stack, then looked around incredulously to see if anyone else noticed the Shy Guys. Then the noise brought his attention back and he held up hands up in a disarming gesture. "Whoa, hey."

Others had noticed them, though there were so many weird sights in the city that they weren't the biggest thing in town. "Why did you knock us over?" the top one asked.

"I didn't knock you over!" He shouted in irritation. "If anything you guys are the one that knocked me over." Soma muttered darkly, though he starts to step away, last thing he needs is to get into a fight and then kicked out of the mall.

"You shoved us!" They shuffle around back and forth, blocking his path before doing something incredibly bizarre. They all leap up in unison to try to land on his head together.

Edited 2014-06-21 18:56 (UTC)

He flails, trying to get out of the way. The commotion is starting to draw a crowd of rubberneckers, making movement difficult. Soma covered his head with his arms to protect himself.

The Shy stack were rather powerful with their bonking prowess, three shy guys hitting firmly against him and bouncing away. They twirled in the air and landed with a bit of prowess. "Apologize!"

"Ow! I said I didn't shove you jerks!" Soma winced in pain, but he's too stubborn to give quite yet.

"Yeah you did!" The shy guys said. Then one of the potted plants, which was really a Spy Guy, leaped out and tried to clunk him on the head with it to knock him out.

He barely managed to avoid getting knocked out, but the attack obviously left him dazed, swaying unsteadily in place before he realized that he's not going to get them to stop without a fight.

So he turned tail and bolted.

They all stood stupefied as he decided to bolt! At first they considered not following him, but before long the three Shy Guys were running after him through the mall. They were a bit short though, so shouldn't be too hard to lose them.

The Spy Guy had gone back to trying to hide in fake plants while everyone else watched him do that.

Sorry about all of that ruckus the other day.

[ Ruckus is somewhat of an understatement there, buddy. Papillion's looking more sheepish than bat-like at present. ]

How's your shoulder holding up?

[He rubs it]

It's okay - nothing pulled out of joint or broken, the tricky part was concocting a believable story for my parents.

[ Well golly, either Soma's tougher than he looks or he needs to step up his game! But that's not the most important part of what he just said. ]

You mean they don't know about the whole Kresnik thing?

[It still hurt like HFIL]

Well... no, they wouldn't allow it if they knew.

[ You should see the other guy. (The other guy is probably a wall.) ]

Ahh, they'd be the more, er, traditional sort of vampire, would they? There's a couple of those on my side of the family too.

[He stares in disbelief]

What? No. They're not vampires either! We're humans!

Though... I suppose we might have some... vampire blood if the Night King is our ancestor.

[Now he wonders if they'red related on his mother's or his father's side]

Well then... I'm no expert on genetics, but it stands to reason that you've got to be part vampire! Humans and magical creatures fall in love with each other all the time, so someone like you was bound to show up one of these days.

[ Just how much of the kid is human, anyway? If both of his parents are... ]

...One of them could be half, maybe. Or maybe one of your grandparents... How many greats did you say were in that great-great something grandpa?

I suppose that's true, but I don't really consider myself part vampire, you know?

[He pauses, considering the question, arms folding across his chest]

I lost track, but it's at least four?

So if he's my grandfather, that would make us third cousins, and then around however many times removed...

[ Papillon knowing all of this would be more impressive if he weren't hastily looking it up on the internet right this second. ]

...However many times, it's too much of a mouthful. Cousins it is!

[Soma blinks, raising a finger up as he opens his mouth to say something but thought better of it. So they're related too? Hoo boy]

Cousins - never expect to have relatives coming out of the woodwork.

I, for one, never expected to run into family all the way out here! Most of mine are still snoozing away in their coffins back in Romania!

[ ...Probably. Man, it's been ages since he's been in touch with them, for all he knows they've all hopped out of the crypts and turned the castle into the world's spookiest B&B. ]

[Well, you gotta do what you can in this economy]

Huh... huh.

[And honestly, what can you say to that comment?]

...Right, you mostly human people don't do the coffin thing. To be honest, it can get a bit cramped, but that's tradition for you!

[ It's only cramped if you're built like a brick outhouse, dude. ]

[Augustus isn't the one who pumped Soma but he is behind him. He notices, hard not to, and reaches down to retrieve the dropped bags. He smirks as he glances inside for a peek then holds them out toward the white haired man.]

I think you dropped this.

Edited 2014-06-25 03:41 (UTC)

[Hey, his mom's the one who asked him to pick up something from Vivian's Discretion - it's not for him. Soma brushes himself up as he starts to stand]

Thanks. I didn't expect to see so many vultures here.

That's the problem with these sales. They bring out the scavengers. They'll pick this place clean in no time.

[Augustus continues to smile.] You okay?

Yea.

[He's glad he didn't get nailed in the shoulder - that could've been painful]

It's kind of sad, most of them don't care that most of the employees are going to be out of their jobs.

Well with luck, they had warning and have found new jobs. If not, then it is sad. Hopefully some of them will find something. This is a big city. There are always jobs.

[It always seems true to Augustus. You can't walk a few blocks in this city without seeing a help wanted sign.]

The big picture is lost on most people.

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