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[trenchknives]

[Jimmy hasn't been around much in the last couple of days. There's a good reason for that, a damn good one, and he's about to make it known. He looks tired, worn down, maybe even a little sick as he turns the communicator towards himself to begin recording.]

I died.

[No preamble, no explanation for the moment.]

I died, 'n I don't know what to think about it. I don't know whether I could've done anythin' to stop it. I don't know why the hell I had to come back to life.

[He rests his chin on his hand, sighing.]

All I know is I could sure use someone to talk to right about now. Or drink with. I ain't picky.

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[never_very_good]

Vampire bar. Mainly. Anyone's welcome but there's blood on tap.

Re: private;

[trenchknives]

Interestin'. Does that mean you're a vampire? Didn't feel like you had fangs...

private;

[never_very_good]

I don't. [He's wincing a bit at the fact that they are actually discussing this.] I'm not. I was, though, til not too long before I showed up here, so I kinda fell into working there. When the owners left I took over, I guess. I'd sell it but I feel better knowing there's a safe place for blood. Safe for the donors, I mean.

Re: private;

[trenchknives]

You used to be? Huh. Guess that explains why you'd've...

[Nope. Still no way to put this delicately. He just gestures vaguely to his neck.]

Anyway, I guess as long as it's a safe place people don't get killed, I can't judge too harshly.

private;

[never_very_good]

For ten years... Curses work with what they've got, I guess. Don't think I was the only one who got violent. but.

[Possibly not everyone... Ate... Their fellow citizens.]

Anyway, sometime-- when you wanna-- I'll buy you a drink, sure. Anywhere you want.

Re: private;

[trenchknives]

No, you probably weren't. Curses're fucked up -- believe me, I've been there.

[He's killed people in curses, too. He gets it. Kind of.]

Thanks. Appreciate it. Like I said, I'll give it some time, just 'cause all of this is kinda... fresh in my mind, y'know?

private;

[never_very_good]

We all have, I guess.

[Frankie's done some sick shit during curses, but nothing like this. Besides, when you've eaten people before, it feels a little worse falling off the wagon.]

No, believe me, I get that. Honestly, dunno if I'd be as nice as you are to someone who--

[He doesn't finish the sentence, because he's scared he'll throw up (again) if he does.]

Re: private;

[trenchknives]

I mean, the truth is, if I'd've come back to life immediately? I probably woulda tried to kill you. Shit, I mean, I was trynna kill you when we were fightin'. But now...

[He shrugs.]

Wouldn't solve a whole lot. Ain't like it was personal.

private;

[never_very_good]

Fair enough.

I'm glad you're all right. You know. Mostly.

Is the girl okay?

Re: private;

[trenchknives]

She's okay. I mean, physically. Some bruises. As for how she's feelin'... pretty fuckin' shaken up. I dunno if I'd try talkin' to her just yet.

private;

[never_very_good]

I'll bet.

You can let her know we talked, if you think it'd help. I don't mind if she does want to talk. Even just to scream at me. [He deserves that much and more.]

Re: private;

[trenchknives]

I'll tell her. I think she'd probably like to know.

[A long pause, and then...]

By the way, what's your name?

private;

[never_very_good]

Frankie Dalton.

Re: private;

[trenchknives]

Jimmy Darmody. Nice to meet you, y'know, considerin'...

Re: private;

[never_very_good]

Yeah, likewise.

Re: private;

[trenchknives]

You take care of yourself, okay? Don't, uh, y'know... go around eatin' anyone else.

[He doesn't really think that's going to be a concern. This guy feels genuinely remorseful, seems like.]

'n I'll see you around sometime, for that drink.

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[never_very_good]

Fuck, I am done with that, trust me.

[He's never even liked the taste of blood on its own very much. It had been satisfying when he was dead, and he'd liked it because he'd craved it, but there's a difference. Now it's just... Blood. Salt. Iron. Regret.]

Any time, just look me up.

Re: private;

[trenchknives]

Good, glad to hear it.

'n I will.

[And then he turns off the video feed and just... sits there, for a long while. He sure has a lot to think about now.]