GLoG VII: Now Vampire Free!

[Boo]

She did in the treehouse. Also, if she didn't then why is she so afraid of Mr. Quinne? The source of the voice is untracable. ...Nevermind, I've probably forgotten that too. Too many wolf games, Town organizations, forums, articles, and school work to remember anything.

"Maybe I shouldn't try to understand it. It might give me a headache... well, it might. I'd be kind of happy if that happened." He pats his head with his palm. "I miss my body a lot more now... heh."

Gone for about 20-30 minutes.

[happyturtle]

((The voice started right after she was about to tell Mr Quinne that he had threatened to chop down the tree she was in. So it wasn't that hard for her to make the connection between Topsy and Mr Quinne.))

"Is there nothing anyone could do to recreate your former body?" Turtle asks.

Telepathically she sends Are you trying to scare me?

[Boo]

Back. Good walk.

"No, not really. I could have tried using that spork thing to recreate my body. Although it still wouldn't be my body. Just another shell. It doesn't matter anyhow; I can't seem to remember my face." He touches his shell of a head gently with his fingers. "I think I had a beard... But maybe that's just from seeing George."

"Oh, little miss, I don't have to try. It was just a test to see how you might react. That's all. Hmhmhm, I promise I won't interfere with your little shenanigans. All you have to do in return is do favours from time to time."

[happyturtle]

"I'm sorry. That must be distressing," Turtle says, genuinely sympathetic.

I don't have shenanigans. This is my life. And why should I do anything for you? I don't even know who or what you are?

[Boo]

"Oh, the reasons are many. I could dispose of you, your pitiful friends, and that little thing you call a husband. Heeheeheehahaha! In fact, I think I will. Perhaps you can extend the time between now and then if you do me favours from every now and then. Don't worry, these are nothing similar to that of the creature you call Draken. Such a sad little character, but he does keep me entertained. Heeheehaha!"

He stops touching his head, and turns towards Happy. "It's no problem. I'm still in this world, so that mean I have something left to do." His voice is noticeably less optimistic than before.

[happyturtle]

So you want me to be your slave? And in return you won't kill me yet? And you keep tormenting the good man who's body you've stolen? I'm hardly a genius, but I can tell that deal sucks ass.

Turtle takes Mr Quinne's hand and squeezes it, in an attempt to comfort him.

[Boo]

His metalic hand feels warm to the touch. Like the feel of clothing 5 minutes out of a drying machine. "I wonder if that would hurt. Bah! It doesn't matter. I'm just an old man! No need to take pity on me." He gives her the old thumbs up with his free hand. "Just pretend I'm smiling. Haha!"

"It's a much better deal than the alternative! Heeheeheehaha! And this soul I share a body with used to be in my stomach. I think sharing a body is better than being stuck in there for all eternity, don't you?"

[happyturtle]

Why me? What could I possibly do for you that you couldn't do for yourself?

Turtle continues to walk with Mr Quinne, showing no sign that she's having a mental conversation.

[Boo]

"Heeheehmhmm... Because you're only slightly less boring than the rest of these creatures."

[happyturtle]

I'll keep your secret... for now. I might do favours for you. It depends on what you ask. But my soul is my own, and you can't have it.

[Boo]

"Why would I want another soul? I already have too many for even me to count. All I expect of you is to never tell Francis, I mean, Mr. Quinne that I exist. Heeheeheehaha!"

"I'm glad that you're not running away again. Really, I'm glad of anything. Especially being out of it."

[happyturtle]

Turtle turns to face him. "Do you ever... wish you were dead?"

[Boo]

He seems shocked by the question. "I never wish I was dead, no, no, no. Sometimes I wonder why I'm not dead, but I never wish for it.

...why do you ask?"

Oh, and the vision of him being a horrible monster fades.

[happyturtle]

"I was dead. Draken killed me. And I felt such peace, more than I've ever known before. But Fan called me. I don't know that anything else could have brought me back. But you've lost everyone you've ever known. I just think... if I were in your position, I wouldn't want to be alive."

[Boo]

"Heh, I've... I've..." He is about to continue, but then stops for a moment to think. "...I've had many friends. Most died before I lost my body. If you knew them as I did, then you would be know that they wouldn't of wanted me depressed. We were all optimists to a point."

[happyturtle]

Turtle kisses Mr Quinne on the cheek. "I need to get back to Lex. I'm sorry I ran away from you. I can't promise it won't happen again, but it's not because I don't like you."

She grows a pair of wings and flies back to the infirmary.

((Deadtime))

[Haleyintraining]

Lindsay walks into the infirmary.

Do we have any aspirin here?

[Ashen Lilies]

A medical drone floats up, giving her a pill and a glass of water. Then it examines her for any other wounds.

[Haleyintraining]

She is fine, other than that she has a horrible headache.

[Ashen Lilies]

The medical drone hands her another pill then floats away.

[Haleyintraining]

Lindsay goes to the Great Room and watches t.v.

[Vespe Ratavo]

Hmm? A strange tingling feeling occurs in the Doctor's brain. Seems familiar... She throws her sonic screwdriver across the room, then holds out her hand, concentrating on it. It flies to her hand. Ah, the regeneration must have made me psychic. Excellent. She smiles.

[Ashen Lilies]

A woman of exceptional beauty comes into the room. Today her dress is pearly white and her hair is loose about her shoulders. The Silver Thing (gotta think of a name) is in the form of a swan bracelet.

[Vespe Ratavo]

The Doctor (Vespa) is levitating above the couch, along with the sonic screwdriver, a few coffee cups, and the couch itself. Oh, hello. What's your name?

((Deadtime, regrettably))

[Ashen Lilies]

((He said he deadtimed. He's on now though. I guess.))

Phyllis.

She glides onto the couch, and gesture to one of the cups of coffee.
May I?

[Fan]

((Well enough cool people are on now (no offense to Vespe, and Hit, or any other posters I kinda have only been on for a short while, so the amount of people on peroid at this time is very small.)
Fan will stagger out of the infirmary, and enter the kitchen dowing several asprin.
"Advantage #1 of being alive. ASPRIN WORKS!"

[happyturtle]

((You left Turtle behind in the infirmary. She's watching over Lex.))

[Vespe Ratavo]

Of course. It floats into Phyllis' hand.

[Lex-Kat]

(((I wonder if Vespe's actually on, or if he just forgot to logoff.)))

Melody tacklehugs Fanboy. You're awake!! I-was-so-worried-about-you-I-thought-you-were-dead!!

((Of course, he ninja's me, right as I say it. ))

[Fan]

((Ah, yes the Dementia PLOT.))
After downing the asprin, and regaining his senses (being brought back from the dead twice in a peroid of a week isbn't pelasant.) he will return to the infirmaray to check on Lex, and he finds that mid route he is tackled by Melody.
"Thanks for your concern, and you have my gratitude for saving my life, but could you... urk.... Let go a little?
(For the lulz)