[Sabriel hesitates for about fifteen minutes before leaving her message. Even after the message starts, there's dead air for ten seconds before she speaks.]
Mr. Cutler, I want to talk to you.[Her tone is even, controlled, and as courteous and nonthreatening as she can manage.]
Why do necromancers ever want to talk to the dead? [All right, that's mostly bluster, to fill up the silence. Her next words are more sincere- and more awkward.]
I've never met a vampire before. I've learned about all the Dead that exist in my world, but vampires aren't among them.
Yes. And I'm sure you have some questions for me, as well. [Not that she's willing to answer all of them, but it's pretty clear he'd never met a necromancer before her.]
Obviously. [And for a few seconds, Sabriel's voice shifts from 'deadly serious' to 'petulant teenager'.] I am a mage, after all.
No, I tried to research it on my own, although most of what I found was just... folklore. Running water and sunlight make sense, those work on the Dead from my world. Decapitation and wooden stakes... make less sense, but multiple sources seemed to think they worked.
[ Oops. To annoying her, partly, but mostly to her getting any accurate information. ]
Yeah, well, I'm sorry to say that you've wasted your time. I imagine it depends on where someone comes from, obviously— different worlds, different rules. But that's all folklore for us, as well. I'm quite fond of the sun, actually.
I suppose I'll have to stick to ripping the spirit out of the corpse and forcing it to pass on if any vampires here cause trouble. [So really, how she deals with most Dead creatures.]
[ Sounding very mildly distressed, though he does a good job of keeping his voice level, for the most part; professional, helpful. ]
Like I said before, things are different, here. The government's got our backs. We haven't got any reason to— [ Kill seems a little harsh. ] Do anyone any harm.
Well, technically, yeah. But it doesn't have to be straight from the vein, so to speak. [ As in literally. ] They've got a donation system. Hospitals. It's all very sanitary.
[ And a beat later, almost as if he's forgotten: ] But I've gone clean, anyway. We can survive entirely without it— it's just a matter of willpower.
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Mr. Cutler, I want to talk to you.[Her tone is even, controlled, and as courteous and nonthreatening as she can manage.]
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About what?
[ A little petulant, but he's curious despite his better judgment. ]
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I've never met a vampire before. I've learned about all the Dead that exist in my world, but vampires aren't among them.
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[ Wary, still, but this is good. He can work with this. ]
So you wanted to ask me about it?
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[ A brief pause. But if she's not jumping to go first, he's happy to, thanks. ]
That thing with the bells. Is that your power?
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That thing about the garlic, that's nonsense, right?
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[ He's seen them in action, but the skepticism's still hard to shake. ]
But yeah, absolutely. Garlic's fine.
[ Ish. He still avoids it, even if it won't hurt him. ]
Did someone here tell you that? That garlic would harm us.
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No, I tried to research it on my own, although most of what I found was just... folklore. Running water and sunlight make sense, those work on the Dead from my world. Decapitation and wooden stakes... make less sense, but multiple sources seemed to think they worked.
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Yeah, well, I'm sorry to say that you've wasted your time. I imagine it depends on where someone comes from, obviously— different worlds, different rules. But that's all folklore for us, as well. I'm quite fond of the sun, actually.
[ Nah. But he can go out in it just fine. ]
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I should hope that wouldn't be necessary.
[ Sounding very mildly distressed, though he does a good job of keeping his voice level, for the most part; professional, helpful. ]
Like I said before, things are different, here. The government's got our backs. We haven't got any reason to— [ Kill seems a little harsh. ] Do anyone any harm.
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Then... You don't sustain yourself on people's life-force?
No imPort does. And yet some keep trying to do so, according to some of the older newspapers I've read.
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[ And a beat later, almost as if he's forgotten: ] But I've gone clean, anyway. We can survive entirely without it— it's just a matter of willpower.