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022 - We Have Found Each Other Thirsty

Visitors? More like pests.

.... The stupidity here just rises higher and higher.

[ A scornful huff. ]

As charming as your presence is, I'm in no mood for mindless chatter. Keep out of my way.

~~I wonder if she's out here? With her pitiful lapdog?~~

[Private to Diva ]

Let me know if any of these newcomers disturb you.

[ Private to Dr. Chase ]

I have something to ask. ~~A request.~~

[OOC: 4th Wall is go! Have at him! Open for video/text/audio/action xD ]

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[ ...What the hell?... ]

Carla?

[She doesn't react to that name, at all. No one calls her that, why would she?]

[ Tapping at the device. Because something is wrong here. ]

Carla.

[What? She glances down at the little phone in her lap, back to a brick wall with her knees drawn up. She's ashen pale, her eyes looking larger than usual in a face more drawn. The expression behind said eyes could be mistaken for vacant, but is in fact confused and nervous.]

...me?

[Very quiet, hesitant.]

[ For a moment he wonders if she's drugged. In the throes of a hallucination. When has Carla ever looked that confused? Or that - timid? ]

...What's the matter with you?

[Her expression pinches at the brow, confused. She doesn't know who this man is and she doesn't want to be a pest so she shakes her head.]

Nothing. I am... alright.

[There's something labored about the way she forms words, like she has to concentrate much too hard in order to string them together, voice dry almost hoarse.]

[ She must be drugged. Why else would she have trouble speaking? ]

Sure about that?

[She nods, ducking her head down to hide in her hair.]

[ Another thing Carla never does. Hide. ]

[ Excuse him. He'll be heading out to find you. And make sure you aren't drugged and raving on some sidewalk. ]

[She's doing alright, actually. Better than last time this event happened. There have only been a few uncomfortable conversation and she's almost stopped expecting Barbet - (Or Vic. She had hoped for Vic.) - to appear on every corner. Rex is happy too, getting lots of attention from nervous strangers.]

[ He approaches her. Half-frowning, hands in pockets. It's on impulse that he decided to come after her. But. She looked so - unwell. An unhealthy reminder of himself - drugged, woozy, miserably slurring - after Amshel's experiments. ]

...Should you really be wandering about when you're - drugged?

[She gives him an incredulous look. She has been... inebriated in front of him before. The weekend of Easter she had inhaled something while in Saya's presence that had triggered her arousal like a switch and then left her in rather hazy euphoria as it had slowly dissipated. The doctor underground had also pumped her full of painkillers while she was unconscious, but neither of those incidents had been of her choosing.]

I'm not. What are you doing here?

[Shouldn't he be with Diva or at work or something?]

[ The degrees of inebriation he's witnessed on her were nothing compared to the sad, strange image on the device. She was - barely coherent. Barely there. ]

...But I just saw you. Hiding in an alleyway.

[ Frown deepening. She certainly doesn't look drugged now. What tricks is the City playing? ]

[She glances down the street, back the way she came, but...]

It wasn't me.

[ Puzzled. But slowly piecing things together. ]

Not you.

Another you, maybe?

[ A Her oozing confusion and melancholy. ]

[The idea of it makes her uncomfortable and she frowns.]

I hate this place.

It has a cruel sense of humor.

[ He's uncomfortable too. Because if a past self of hers is wandering around, one of his might be, too. Innocent, naive, well-meaning Karl - before Diva's blood warped him. ]

[ The thought is disquieting. Disgusting. ]

Where did you see her?

[Because Carla might have to go try to kill her.]

[ Understandable. He'd do the same with his. ]

In an alleyway. Not exactly sure where.

[ Huddled, mournful and big-eyed. Like a lost kitten. ]

[If... the girl is who Carla suspects, it doesn't take her much to imagine why she might be hiding. It makes something twinge inside of her chest, already making her reconsider that brief flash of bloodlust. She doesn't want to see herself. She doesn't want to leave her either. Looking distracted, she turns without a word, heading back the way she came to look down into the side streets.]

[ He follows, but at a distance. If she wants him to go, she can say so. But curiosity to see this past Carla gets the better of him. ]

[ Will she kill her once she finds her? Or something worse? ]

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