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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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[don't call my name don't call my name]

[eiremagic]

[There's a thrill in that look, for her, and she packs up a couple of loaves of bread and pushes them over, putting it between them, as if that'll discharge some of the energy between them. At least it distracts her from teasing him into distraction]

Go. Take some bread, fuck, we have enough of it. Wake me up when yeh get back.

[don't call my name don't call my name]

[never_very_good]

[He laughs, a short huff of breath, at the bizarre image of solemnly handing over baked goods after bringing people back to life, but takes what she pushes over and resists the urge to dawdle any longer. The sooner he takes care of these people the sooner it's all over.]

Of course.

[don't call my name don't call my name]

[eiremagic]

[She goes back to what she was doing, except not as nasty. There are words on the tip of her tongue but she doesn't say them. She just kneads dough]