[Merely a quick cut to the vampire assembling his rather neglected .454 Casull, whilst perched upon Marshall's roof-edge. The fragrance of that 'vampire plant' was noxious in the air, spurning him to wrinkle his nose. Taking a glance at the camera, his teeth spread in a grin all aglitter as he smooths the silvery iron against his brow.]Shall I
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[Blowing holes in the walls? Y/Y?]
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[Y]
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[Wise choice <3]
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Awaiting your beau under the mistletoe?
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Wh-why do your e-e-eyes glow...?
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They are the flames of Gehenna, forever to smolder inside of me.
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O-oh...
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Spare me your fretting, childe--
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I rid them from this earth like the vermin they are.
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You abhore their very existences?
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