kayeaton | first draft

Current Mood: lost
Current Location: at the edge of a little town

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All right, I give up. Did I die in my sleep? They always told me about clouds and white angel wings when I was a girl, though nothing says they had to be right about that--it's not like any of them had died before. This place has the white gowns, at least, so that's a point in favor of the theory.

But maybe it isn't Heaven--let's see, what're the other options? The future? I always imagined more city and less wildlife, and I wouldn't've figured on wings as the next big fad, but this isn't bad looking, for a future. Another planet entirely? Doesn't really explain the wings. An alternate dimension? Could explain the wings, if there're alternate dimensions out there where everyone has wings. Hell, maybe it's the past, though I think they skipped the Time of the Bird People back in history class.

Maybe I've just fallen into Wonderland.

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I've never met one outside a Lugosi flick, but I'd have to come down on your side there. They seem like they'd be more trouble than they're worth.

Then, Mistress Eaton, you'd best protect your lovely neck around this place, as you can't swing a dead cat without hitting one. Their mansion's not so bad, though, now the bloodstains are out and all. Mostly. Have you found a place to stay?

Really? I'll have to see about talking to one over these books, then, it'd be great research...

Haven't found a place just yet. You just walk into an empty apartment and claim it for yourself, right?

Aye, you plant your flag and claim one and don't talk to them, darling! Are you mad?!

After a good story. Might be one and the same in this case.

Besides, if I'm on one side of this book and they're on the other, they're hardly going to be within arm's reach.

But they move fast-like, quick. And no. No good stories. Not a one. Not a single good story, there.

Yes, but if I'm sitting in bed, talking to them, they'll have to figure out how to get in without permission first.

I wouldn't mind a dreadful story or two, either--I can always try selling to Weird Tales again if it ends up that gory.

Fine; chat up all the bloodsuckers you like in this place, love. It's all one to me. And aye; "gore-spattered" might be a better way of putting it.

Good day.

Gore-spattered isn't really my thing, but I can hack it if I need to.

Good day, Captain Sparrow.

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