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[symmachy]

[scathach is sitting on the edge of a building. she's only outside because there are just a few clouds in the sky, so she isn't too worried about getting a sunburn. she's holding the nv in one hand, arm resting on her knee, so the frame is a little crooked.]

Now that a cure has been found, I hope that all of the sick will be on their feet soon.

[just pleasantries. she's clearly getting to business now, because she actually looks to the camera, straightening the picture.]

I was hoping there would be some kind of school here akin to Xavier's Institute, but I have yet to stumble upon one. In light of this, if someone could direct me to a local dojo, I would greatly appreciate it. And if there is no dojo, I will need space to build one.

[oh right.]

I'm a teacher of the martial arts and weapons combat. I suppose I should mention that I'm open for lessons right now, though they will have to be in a public space, preferably a park or field. If anyone is interested in learning, tell me now. Lessons start tomorrow.

[and with a curt nod, she cuts the feed.]

Comments

[inthejunk]

Are you really still sore about that blood sucking thing? Look, it's not like there's a precedent for that, okay? But if you're not going to hurt anyone -and you promise- then we're fine. Why not let bygones be bygones?

[Shrug]

Besides, I was just trying to protect people. If you show me this, I'll use it to protect people, too.

[symmachy]

[blank stare]

Nowhere in that little speech did I hear an apology.

[inthejunk]

Even dead girls are really stuck on apologies, is that it?

[Not that he's actually sorry, but he really does need to stop getting his ass kicked every time he goes out at night.]

If that's what it takes then sorry for suspecting that you being a vampire meant you would suck people's blood out. I didn't know you would have feelings, okay?

[symmachy]

Technically, I'm not dead.

[And her eyes narrow. Her anger (fake anger) is barely contained.] I don't have feelings. But I won't train you if you can't even be polite.

[inthejunk]

Really? I always heard that was part of the deal.

[Are you sure you're even a vampire? 'Cause it sounds like you're doing it wrong, you know.]

Hey, I worked in a department store. I can make you throw up, I'm that polite. I just don't like things that eat my friends.

[symmachy]

There are many kinds of vampires, boy. I was born this way, as were many of my species. You'd do best not to blurt things you see as facts when you can't be a hundred percent sure that they are.

[step off man]

How many times do I have to tell you that I don't eat people? Gods, it's as if you're deaf.

[inthejunk]

I'd rather owe someone an apology than see my friends get hurt again.

[Shrug.]

Yeah, yeah, fine. C'mon, I'll make it up to you. I'll buy you a soda. Let me guess, blood orange, right?

[symmachy]

[man you are awful at this]

I don't drink soda. And I don't drink any kind of blood, either.

[inthejunk]

I forgot about the no sense of humor thing.

[symmachy]

Tell better jokes and maybe I'll laugh.

[inthejunk]

So no vampire puns, huh? Hmm. I'll try to think of something else.

[symmachy]

You do that.

[inthejunk]

I'll come up with one for my first lesson. How about Saturday?

[symmachy]

[begrudgingly]

Sunday.

[inthejunk]

Great, see you then!