2nd Bite [Video]

[dirge]

Sam human, I have located two of the data p- books, on your list of wishes.

[He opens his palm revealing a worn copy of The Diary of Anne Frank and a newer looking copy of The Colour Purple. He has since stopped damaging his drone, so the picture is clear again.]

Also, this is to let everyone know I'm moving into the warehouse. Everything in there is mine now. Take anything and I will know.

[If he ever finishes doing inventory, which might take him years at this rate.]

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Re: [action]

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It would be. I'm not much for half-measures.

[Sam crosses her arms. Her expression is still serious, but the noise of that nervous swallow is remarkably satisfying.]

You won't have to worry about that, though, if you don't eat or otherwise murder anyone.

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[dirge]

[Dirge actually backs away a step, staring as if analyzing her for a moment. For now it seems he must take her seriously.]

Unless this restaurant serves live meals, I don't think you need to worry about it.

[After he ate, the jet resolves to go back to the warehouse and try to find some information on this 'witching' thing. And haunting too.]

Re: [action]

[10_20_15_5_50]

[Despite having the advantages of size, and speed, and strength, he's stepped back---from her. Just her. Sam manages to maintain her mien on account of the situation's stakes, but causing that motion is something she can carry as long as she has a hide.]

I'm happy to hear that.

[She may worry a little anyway, but she's certainly not going to show it. Instead, she'll nod to Dirge---civility, see?---and moves to the Gateway. Now that she has her books, she has about six hundred pages to prepare for use; it's time to get going.]