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[never_very_good]

Look. I don't know how many of you there are now, I can't remember everything... but... I know I attacked people over the weekend. I wasn't-- I can't say I wasn't myself, but I wasn't who I am now. I was lost and sick and fucked up.

[Awkward pause, Frankie's not really the sort for public apologies but he probably owes one at this point...]

The important thing is-- I can fix it. If you got bit, if I did or someone I bit got you... I can fix you. Just... don't bite anyone else and let me know where I can find you.

[As he switches off, under his breath-- probably to himself, he mutters,] not too late.





[ooc; per his plot, let the vampire babby cleanup begin <3]

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[turnedyesterday.livejournal.com]

Not by anyone here.

So what do you mean, you can fix it?

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[never_very_good]

It's curable in my world. If I infected them, I can fix them. Turn them back.

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[turnedyesterday.livejournal.com]

So-- Sookie? You can change her back?

And she'll just be human? Like, actually alive and everything?

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[never_very_good]

You're a friend of hers?

She'll be fine. I didn't mean for her-- for anyone to get mixed up in this shit.

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[turnedyesterday.livejournal.com]

[The pause is on account of her deciding how to answer that. It's a convoluted relationship to explain, though, and really it's not like she dislikes Sookie, so simplicity seems best.] Yeah.

How the hell does that work? You can just undo vampirism?

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[never_very_good]

It's a disease, for us. Some people, some humans, figured out how to cure it. I was cured, but the City's a piece of shit and I spent the weekend... time traveling, how the fuck do I know, and spread it around then.