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Larry Underwood

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[toothaches]

[ Around eight thirty, a heavyset fellow with shaggy hair and whatever the opposite of a tan is meanders his way near the stage. He takes a seat nearby and listens attentively, unconsciously tapping his claws against his knee to the beat.]

[ Larry's music is the real stuff and it's just...so nice to hear it after The Everything. ]

[ He waits for a lul in the music or for Larry to stop naturally before clearing his throat and giving him a rehearsed greeting. ]

Hey, it's me from the--Kindle thing.

[lonelysectionofhell]

[ He'd gone through a good set and wants to rest his fingers and take a drink, so he slings the guitar off his shoulder and sets it against the chair, standing.

He smiles and motions Maurice over. ]

Hey, man, nice to meet you in person! I'm Larry.

[ Obviously, but he figures it's good to actually make himself known properly. He sticks out his hand to shake. ]

Wanna grab a drink? I'm gonna take five here.

[toothaches]

[ Maurice gives Larry a little nod and takes his hand. His grip is chilly but firm. He really means that handshake. He's a bit more confident here than he normally would be, but just knowing Larry is a musician closes that gap he always teeters on the edge of. ]

Hey, Larry. That sounds great. Have you seen those fish?

[ He's very charmed by the fish. ]

[lonelysectionofhell]

[ By now Larry isn't surprised by the variety of people he meets, so Maurice's preternaturally chilly hand doesn't faze him. And his enthusiasm is infectious. ]

Yeah, they're really cool. I love this place, much better atmosphere than any bar I ever hung out at in New York or LA.

[ He leads the way to the bar and orders a lager. Then he nods to Maurice and steps aside slightly so he can order. ]

[toothaches]

[ He nods again, this time with more enthusiasm.]

Right? I've never been in a place as nice as this!

[ The Pit Bull had been a special place to him, his first real haunt. But this place blows it out of the water. It's so close to the castle and he doesn't need money! It's basically the best. ]

[ He orders a local drink called a centaur's kick. ]

How long have you been here, Larry?

[lonelysectionofhell]

[ He moves to a bar stool and sits down. ]

'Bout a month. It's been a wild ride, being here, let me tell you. Did anyone tell you that a couple months ago a dragon attacked the castle?

[toothaches]

[ Maurice isn't even sure it's been a week for him. The first days are hazy. What Larry says next pulls him from his thoughts. ]

Oh shit, a real dragon?

[ He realizes, belatedly, that's kind of a given considering where they are. ]

Was anybody killed?

[ It comes out a little more excitedly than he means for it to. He's not happy anyone's hurt, but a real actual dragon attack! Wow!]

[lonelysectionofhell]

Not that I was told.

[ Maurice's enthusiasm is a little unexpected but a little amusing, too. ]

From what I understand you don't die here. Or rather, you come back.

[toothaches]

[ Maurice's brows drift upward at this news. Come back? Like a video game? Or Pet Semetary? He dreads the answer, but he asks it before he even realizes his mouth is open. ]

In a good way or a bad way?

[lonelysectionofhell]

In a...

[ He pauses, then shrugs. ]

Well, I don't know. What would you consider good or bad?

[toothaches]

Zombies? Ghouls?

[lonelysectionofhell]

Oh, no, none of that. You're just alive again.

[ He shrugs. ]

At least, that's what I've picked up.

[toothaches]

Oh! Oh, okay...that's good. I've already died and come back as a vampire, I don't wanna die and come back as somethin' worse.

[ His drink arrives and he accepts it gratefully. ]

[lonelysectionofhell]

Oh, really? There do seem to be a lot of vampires here.

[ Maurice had obviously had something different about him but Larry hadn't wanted to go off making assumptions. ]

It's weird, there seem to be several different ways the vampires here were made into vampires. And different standards for what kind of blood they'll take.

[toothaches]

That's what Spike said. I haven't talked to them yet...

[ He's honestly been trying to be Very Normal since he showed up thanks to the kitchen supplying him with what he needs. But he is curious to meet them. And nervous. ]

I didn't know there was more than one kind of vampire before I came here. I didn't even know there were vampires until, like, this June. Real ones, I mean.

[lonelysectionofhell]

I didn't know there were real ones until I got here, myself.

[ He pauses, and takes a sip of his beer. ]

There's one, Diana? I don't know if you've met her, guess not, though. But she doesn't trust the kitchen's supply and I ended up volunteering to, ah...

[ To feed her, he means, but he can't quite spit that out, it seems. ]

[toothaches]

[ A concerned frown tugs at the corners of his mouth. Nothing bad's happened to him so far. Then again, nothing bad had happened to him when he'd been feeding fof cattle until Charlie poisoned him. There just hasn't been enough time for him to tell. ]

[ He is not sure he can feed off of a person who will see him again the following day. ]

Oh, uh...glad that worked out for her. For yall.

[lonelysectionofhell]

It seems to be. I'm the only person who volunteered, but it's working out okay.

[ There are more details to it, but he assumes that would be Diana's business to share. ]

What about you, you doing okay with what's in the kitchens?

[toothaches]

So far...but it's only been a few days.

[ He can feel the familiar fuzzy sensation creep along the sides of his head as the centaur's kick does its job. ]

I really don't wanna bite people again...

[lonelysectionofhell]

[ Diana seems to feel the same way. Larry looks at Maurice with genuine curiosity. ]

Just generally?

[toothaches]

[ His brows meet. ]

Well yeah. It's gross and in my experience, folks don't like being bitten.

[lonelysectionofhell]

Yeah. That makes sense. You're just not the only one I've met that feels that way. But not every vampire here seems to.

[toothaches]

[ Maurice starts picking at a hole in his shirt with his claws.]

None of the vampires I know back home want to bite people...at least I don't think so.

[ He can't be sure about Raven. ]

[lonelysectionofhell]

[ Larry lets out a little hum of understanding. ]

I'm glad you're thoughtful like that about it. As well as your friends.

[toothaches]

[ He flicks his eyes to the bartop, unsure of how to feel about the...praise? Is it praise? ]

Ah, yeah...I'm not cut out to be a vampire.