"I'm not from a place where there are vampires, that we know of, anyway. But that said, still pretty strange that your vampires come in artificial and natural flavors."
God what is the criteria for proper vampire behavior in Dualis? Is there a 'blood-sucker' aisle at the grocery store he hasn't seen yet? Is there criteria about the use and disposal of bodily fluids? A Dualis FDA determining what is fit for consumption?
He's gotta drag out his fuckin' rule book and start reading. Not that he particularly wants to nail the guy for anything. But a rather enlightening moment in which he realizes his human-normative environment is really not base standard in this place.
Okay, though. He's from a place where Batman is not a real or fictional thing. He's just not a thing. Got it.
He puts the cat down, finally, in time for a cheetah sized sphinx looking monster to come sauntering up to his side, green and purring. Hank looks at it before, again, his love of big animals kicks in and he reaches out to rub it's head. "What the fuck are you?"
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God what is the criteria for proper vampire behavior in Dualis? Is there a 'blood-sucker' aisle at the grocery store he hasn't seen yet? Is there criteria about the use and disposal of bodily fluids? A Dualis FDA determining what is fit for consumption?
He's gotta drag out his fuckin' rule book and start reading. Not that he particularly wants to nail the guy for anything. But a rather enlightening moment in which he realizes his human-normative environment is really not base standard in this place.
Okay, though. He's from a place where Batman is not a real or fictional thing. He's just not a thing. Got it.
He puts the cat down, finally, in time for a cheetah sized sphinx looking monster to come sauntering up to his side, green and purring. Hank looks at it before, again, his love of big animals kicks in and he reaches out to rub it's head. "What the fuck are you?"