Jean Valjean (
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Valjean is troubled. About a great many things - but this is nothing new, and none of it shows on his face, or the way he carries himself. Indeed, when he comes downstairs for supper and sees children all over the place, he breaks into a smile. Well! This is a delight.
He seats himself in a booth to the side. Bar has provided a book, and a modest meal of bread and cheese. He ignores them in favour of watching the young ones. It brings a mixture of sadness for things lost, and happiness to see such youthful exuberance. Such things keep an old man young.
[OOC: Open 'til next Friday.]
He seats himself in a booth to the side. Bar has provided a book, and a modest meal of bread and cheese. He ignores them in favour of watching the young ones. It brings a mixture of sadness for things lost, and happiness to see such youthful exuberance. Such things keep an old man young.
[OOC: Open 'til next Friday.]
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"Take a nice book or two," she says. "There's nothing wrong with being anything, really, but you don't have to try them all out on your own body. You want to retain something of yourself, after all. A lot of a person's identity is tied up with their physical being. Even when I was turned male, I didn't suddenly become human."
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'...I beg your pardon, madame?'
The thought melts away with her comment.
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'...I hope so?'
Yes, indeed.
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"Well, if not, you will find a way of dealing with them," she says. "But no, on my world, the Disc, there are many species of people. Humans, dwarfs, trolls, Nac Mac Feegles, goblins, orcs, elves, golems, zombies, werewolves, vampires, ghosts, gods, and the occasional anthropomorphic personification. And then some I probably forgot to mention. Some people count Igors as a species of their own, for example. And Nobby Nobbs from the Ankh Morpork City Watch."
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'I did meet an elf here. A Dark Elf, he called himself. He was very kind.'
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His face settles into neutrality.
'I have heard this word, since I have come here.'
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'I do not know much about vampires, madame. Save that they drink the blood of humans.'
And he does not approve of this. Does not approve of himself for judging it either, but that is a battle of conscience he will think about later.
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He thinks, perhaps, he does not really see.
'You could tell me, if you would not mind, what compels vampires to feed so in the first place.'
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She says it in a silly, exaggerated accent.
"On the other hand, silly is good. It means that we're not so scary any more. We cultivated the scariness for many many centuries; it was part of what kept people fascinated, and in thrall. Obsession now serves to distract us from the addiction, be it with coffee or iconography or world politics. If we become these slightly manic creatures obsessed with rather mundane things, we're even less fearsome, and it gets easier to work with us as if we were people, not monsters. And we're all people, even those who aren't technically speaking people. That is one principle I'm working hard to promote in our world."
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'It does not sound like the sort of vampire I have heard about. Nonetheless, taking the blood of other people is not...admirable.'
Politely said, of course.
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He is a little torn. If a vampire requires blood, then it does not seem fair to let them die because of the sanctity of human blood. But then, killing humans to eat does not seem fair either.
'Do their victims die, always?'
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'...willing humans?'
Well.
No, he does not know what to make of that.
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He quite clearly gives no thought to his own safety, for all the notice he pays to the warning.
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He can understand vampires wanting to eat, and survive. But not the other.
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He will remember that. It will be pointless though, because he would never one.
And he does not know what to say regarding sensual pleasure, or drugged influence, so stays silent.
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Pause.
"But as the rules here clearly state that vampires can't feed from the unwilling in here, and they have a vampire slayer on Security, it's safe. The worst a very unreformed vampire can do is entice some patron away to his own world."
From her expression and her tone of voice, she disapproves deeply of the latter.
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