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*It's late dusk, and there is a certain young-looking gothic lolita sitting at a table outside of Building 6, slowly sipping a cup of tea and flipping through a book.

If you pass by, you may get the very distinct sense that she is horribly judging you.*

(ooc: Geez, lots of people! And they probably all hate Rachel now. I'm going to bed, will resume tagging tomorrow!)

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[pileof-ashes.livejournal.com]

It's not unwise to care nothing about a stranger who keeps insulting me.

You are implying that you're older than me? [She does not sound so surprised. After all, mere infants have been turned in her world.]

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But it is unwise to care to learn nothing about another in this world who might be a potential threat. Or, in your case, an amusement.

Am I? I see no reason to confirm or deny that statement either way.

[pileof-ashes.livejournal.com]

The dead cannot be threatened.

I have mentioned that I don't really care, haven't I?

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Oh? I thought I smelled a corpse.

Perhaps, perhaps not. Arrogance and hubris go hand in hand.

[pileof-ashes.livejournal.com]

[She ignores that jab.] What you smell is stone.

They've never let me down before.

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Is there not a first time for everything?

[pileof-ashes.livejournal.com]

Perhaps, but this is not that time.

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We seldom recognize the time when it is upon us.

[pileof-ashes.livejournal.com]

[She shrugs.] They will still do no harm to someone who is dead.

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You are remarkably lively for a carcass.

[pileof-ashes.livejournal.com]

Ever heard of the term "undead?"

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Certainly. My point stands.

[pileof-ashes.livejournal.com]

It doesn't. I'm not a carcass.

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You yourself claim to be dead. Whether you are animated or no, it still renders you naught but a spry corpse.

[pileof-ashes.livejournal.com]

[Fine, if she wants to get into the semantics of the matter-] A carcass is inanimate. You would be better off calling me a vampire, which is the proper term, really.

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*A flat look.* ...really.

[pileof-ashes.livejournal.com]

Oh my, did I surprise the Great One?

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If you are what passes for a vampire in your world, than I am most glad that you are not one of my kin.

[pileof-ashes.livejournal.com]

I could have easily said the same of you, but you beat me to it. [Rose is not surprised that she's a vampire. She smells dead.]

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I suspect that will not be the first time that occurs.

And at least I am not a walking corpse. *Vampires in her world aren't dead! ...it's weird.*

[pileof-ashes.livejournal.com]

[Oh, I didn't know that!]

You aren't? I thought you were a vampire.

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*Like I said, it's weird and never extrapolated on. As near as I can determine, they're just like... a race. But you can be turned into one. And become a half-vampire. IDK.* You thought correctly, for once. I am.

[pileof-ashes.livejournal.com]

Interesting. [Pause.] Well, you certainly have the arrogance and narcissism of one.

[lol look who's talking]

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And it is well-deserved, I assure you. *Yep.*