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murder by numbers - justin pendleton

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What do you believe happens to the dead once they leave the City?

I won't contest religious beliefs.

[Flagged to Dean // Open to Police Force Members and Affiliates]
I'd like to request a few days off, assuming no one else gets murdered. Please.

[ooc: Euphie left, she and Justin had a weird thing going on that was rather emotional, and Justin's dealing the only way he knows how ~~that doesn't involve self-destructive habits he has outgrown~~, which is... thinking. (For those keeping score, he was already upset about Mara and the police force's lack of fixing things.)]

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I'm not inclined to disagree, but other people think differently.

Literally, preferably. I've read enough poems.

Delusions make the world go round.

[Ever-so-dry.]

In my own world, I'd died.

The poems don't do it justice. Or mention that it's inconveniently temporary.

Let them have their delusions. It makes them less miserable.

I died, too. Three times, and it never takes.

You don't sound like a poetry fan.

True enough.

[He knows that painfully well.]

Three times? My my...

I like it fine. But those on death are a tad pretentious. Seeing is believing, after all.

Poets are usually pretentious.

You were in the prison here for some time, weren't you? You have a history of being suicidal?

[It pays to file police paperwork. Plus, there aren't enough people in this City who want to die. Company is nice.]

[A half-frown.]

...Not in the City's prison. My elder brother had me contained in a personal cell.

[For his own - and everyone else's - good.]

What of it?

[His suicidal streak isn't a secret. But he's wary - ever-wary - of discussing personal affairs with strangers.]

That sounds like a healthy sibling relationship.

[Emotionless delivery--it's hard to tell if he's serious or joking. Justin is almost always serious.]

Nothing. It's just interesting, finding someone else who can help but feel disappointed when they come back.

[Actually? It's the healthiest one in their family.]

'Healthy' is a relative term.

...It's a greater disappointment when you're as old as I am.

[That's... not good.]

How old are you? Hundreds of years? Thousands?

[Story of their entire family.]

Hundreds.

The ones older than myself boast a special brand of insanity.

Lucky them.

You're a vampire?

A Chiropteran.

[Vampiric only in that they're immortal and drink blood.]

I've only heard that word once. Do you mind if I ask for a definition?

Aren't you curious~?

[He's not sharing deets with someone in the Police, Justin :|]

Planning to write a dissertation on blood-suckers?

[That's not terribly generous. The only vampires Justin really hates are--well, only Luke Valentine, actually.]

Yes, I'm curious, but only because it's been at least two years since I've heard the word used.

[Sorry. Karl's an ever-present threat to public safety. So. Yeah.]

Really?

[Curious himself now.]

For whom was it last used?

[That just makes him interesting.]

Yes, but I wasn't... wholly aware of what was going on. Only one of the involved parties is still in the City, to my knowledge.

[...He has a tendency to draw a certain type of people...]

And who might this 'party' be?

That's not information that I can disclose.

Of course you can't.

[He'll just ask around. He always does.]

...Your name is...?

Justin.

[And his is Karl, assuming all reports are accurate, but outright saying as much seems... rude.]

A pleasure.

[There are reports on him? Oh goody. He loves publicity.]

I'll leave you to your - philosophy corner.

The same. [But not really.]

[He would, wouldn't he.]

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