08-19-2018, 03:13 AM
"Well, welcome, I guess." Zachariah is doing his best to try and sound friendly, but he can't help questioning Kade's decision. Why come here? San Creado might have a big pineapple, but she and this friend she keeps speaking of can definitely do better. He wouldn't mind pointing them in the right direction. Still, the more the merrier, or so he supposes. "Seriously, you got a bunch of dumbbells in there or somethin'?"
Zachariah thinks that the answer to that question is quite obvious - no, his body is barely held together with duct tape, and if he's making any attempt to hide the fact, he's not doing a very good job. In any other case, he would make an effort to hide his rotten limbs, but he doesn't think he needs to in this particular town, what with it crawling with vampires and things just like him. "Zachariah," he says, setting things down so he can offer Kade his hand to shake. Hopefully she doesn't mind touching it. "Not corruption," he clarifies. "Just gangrene." Though to assume he's been touched by a demon of sorts isn't too far off.
Finally, after a whopping five minutes of waiting, Mari herself decides to show her face. Again, the kid clad in leather beats him to the punch. Zachariah is really tempted to ask what's with the gimp suit, but he knows better. "Just happened to come across your friend here," he answers. "By the way, it's nice to meet you, hon." He doesn't want to intrude on their reunion or anything, but he figures he'll stick around just for something to do. He doesn't mind standing around and listening to other people's conversations.
It's not his place to say anything, but the mention of a mansion certainly does have him raising his brows. She left a mansion for this place? Well, to each his own, he guesses. He certainly wouldn't have given up a mansion for some creaky old coastal town, but perhaps for Kade it's the people that make the home and not the eight bathrooms.
Zachariah thinks that the answer to that question is quite obvious - no, his body is barely held together with duct tape, and if he's making any attempt to hide the fact, he's not doing a very good job. In any other case, he would make an effort to hide his rotten limbs, but he doesn't think he needs to in this particular town, what with it crawling with vampires and things just like him. "Zachariah," he says, setting things down so he can offer Kade his hand to shake. Hopefully she doesn't mind touching it. "Not corruption," he clarifies. "Just gangrene." Though to assume he's been touched by a demon of sorts isn't too far off.
Finally, after a whopping five minutes of waiting, Mari herself decides to show her face. Again, the kid clad in leather beats him to the punch. Zachariah is really tempted to ask what's with the gimp suit, but he knows better. "Just happened to come across your friend here," he answers. "By the way, it's nice to meet you, hon." He doesn't want to intrude on their reunion or anything, but he figures he'll stick around just for something to do. He doesn't mind standing around and listening to other people's conversations.
It's not his place to say anything, but the mention of a mansion certainly does have him raising his brows. She left a mansion for this place? Well, to each his own, he guesses. He certainly wouldn't have given up a mansion for some creaky old coastal town, but perhaps for Kade it's the people that make the home and not the eight bathrooms.
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