Okay. So snark wasn’t everyone’s default. The woman had a faintly Kindred air about her. Although Sam couldn’t put her finger on why. It didn’t matter, though. She could code switch.
Sometimes.
“Just a figure of speech,” she said, with a sigh in her voice. “Making conversation. I don’t really do silence.” One of her countless flaws, no doubt. “Anyway. This place is pretty much a horror show, so I figure instead of delaying the inevitable we should just conjure it up. In the movies, the thing with the chainsaw usually shows up right after the comic relief makes some kind of joke. And I figure that’s pretty much my place in all of this.”
Her life was a fucking joke, after all.
“I’m Sam, by the way. Resident vampire.” And big mouth.
no subject
Sometimes.
“Just a figure of speech,” she said, with a sigh in her voice. “Making conversation. I don’t really do silence.” One of her countless flaws, no doubt. “Anyway. This place is pretty much a horror show, so I figure instead of delaying the inevitable we should just conjure it up. In the movies, the thing with the chainsaw usually shows up right after the comic relief makes some kind of joke. And I figure that’s pretty much my place in all of this.”
Her life was a fucking joke, after all.
“I’m Sam, by the way. Resident vampire.” And big mouth.