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

[ He shrugs. ]

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

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. ]

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.

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.

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. ]

[ 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.

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?

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...

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

Just generally?

[ His brows meet. ]

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

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.

[ 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. ]

[ Larry lets out a little hum of understanding. ]

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

[ 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.

[ Another hum, a thoughtful one. ]

Sometimes you've got to just take the hand you've been given, though. Maybe you can make being a vampire into something better than what you've known.

[ Maurice stares into his drink for a moment before looking up with a small smile. He lifts a hand and flexes his claws. ]

These do make guitar easier.

There you go.

[ He pauses, thinking of his next question: ]

So what did you do before you came here? Like, on a general basis. Work or school or whatever.

I was shadowing a mechanic in Texas.

[ He taps a claw on the bar top, not for any real reason. A fidget. ]

For about two years, then all the vampire stuff happened and now I'm here.

Oh, a handyman, huh? You see many opportunities to fix things, here?

I've only just started lookin'. It doesn't look like they have machines like I'm used to here, but they use a lot of steam, so that's somethin. I can learn.

Yeah, that sounds like a place to start. It'll be good to have someone among us who can fix things.

[ This gets a bashful grin out of Maurice. Feeling needed is...nice! ]

I mostly work on cars and tractors, but I know my way around a cow farm. I don't think they'd let me milk cows here. I've got cold hands.

[ He chuckles. ]

You mean the cows wouldn't.

[ His grin widens when Larry appreciates his joke. ]

They sure wouldn't! And I've had enough cows mad at me lately. So I'll stick to machines.

I wonder if their tech is advanced enough they actually have machines for that job.

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