[Visual] EVERYONE I HAVE AN ANNOUNCEMENT TO MAKE [also location: birdhouse]
For a moment the screen is at a crazy angle, and fingers smeared with blood scrabble over the glass, leaving red messy trails on the broadcast
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"Look like everyfuckingbody else," he says with a grimace as he tries to better center the handkerchief over his neck. "Except for when they whip out fangs and go about fucking biting you. Who the hell are you?"
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"Rorschach." The name is offered almost absently, an answer to a question that he doesn't hold much regard for. The important part is the 'vampire', everything else is secondary. "Name irrelevant. Look the same when attacking, or are teeth only difference?" He's reminded of the monster he saw, glowing eyes and twisted flesh, and the image gives his question urgency. If it is indeed the same thing, the fact that the whimpering man survived at all is surprising in itself, and there are likely to be others to follow.
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"You know, my mom almost named me Myers-Briggs, changed her mind at the last minute? Small fucking world, isn't it..." He's floating a little, both from surreal exhaustion with Taxon and, yeah, the blood loss too some.
He tries to focus, to bear down on the question. For all he's bitched about people not sharing information, he has to now or that makes him a ridiculous hypocrite. Focus.
"Eyes... yellow. Glowing, they were glowing. Face was all warped and hell, the eyebrows..." he tries to gesture, which just makes the tablet pan crazily over the birdhouse. "Strong, beyond-human strong. Fast too.
"If you're thinking about going after one, take some goddamn holy water with you."
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"It got her to stop biting me. If she comes back, I either try another bottle or I die, I fucking guess."
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He could figure it out using the tablet, but that seems like an awful lot of work right in this moment. Plus, Paul's a fan of introductions-- people say a lot about themselves when they explain who they are.
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[ oh god. ]
A-are you okay? Where is she?
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"I'll live," he says tiredly, "...unless you don't, after getting bit. How's that work anyway? No, don't tell me right now, ugh. As for Dawn-- don't know."
A terse edge to his voice. "At the moment don't care, either, as long as she's not in here with me trying to drink my blood."
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"That depends on if they've sucked your blood and if you suck-"
Oh, wait, he doesn't want to know. Willow cuts off abruptly, looking embarrassed.
"Do you need someone to come over there to help? Maybe clean up a-and protect you?" And make sure he doesn't die of blood loss.
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Despite himself, he half-coughs a laugh at her cut-off statement. "I trust that wasn't going to end with 'their dick'."
(Ohhh yeah. Self-censoring is way, way off right now.)
The offer to help-- to actually help-- gets him to open his eyes again, try and focus on the screen. "...have we met?" he asks cautiously. "I mean-- I mean, I appreciate the offer. I really do-- we have to... we have to find some way to work with each other, help each other, but... at the moment I just got blindsided by someone I-- trusted-- sort of-- and I'm not..."
Paul trails off, so tired. He wants to sleep. Has to keep that handkerchief there though, for now.
"...no offense, but how would you do the protecting? --let me guess, you're a superhero or got magical powers or..."
OOC: I don't thiiiiink Paul and Willow ever officially met, if they did, feel free to PM and I can edit the hell outta this thing. ^__^
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[ cue uncomfortable memories of having her throat ripped out. D: ]
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He focuses on the tablet, but there's no face to match the woman's voice.
"Thanks for asking," he says with a throat clearing. Ow. "Friend's on the way, bleeding seems to've stopped. Have we met, miss?"
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[ beat. ]
Do me a favor and eat something, all right? It'll help, I promise.
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(His train of thought is a little punchy right this moment.)
Still, he can't help a crooked smile of response to the mothering tone the woman speaks with.
"Ma'am, yes ma'am," he says dryly. ".....deductive leap here, you've been bitten before? You said that with some authority, Sookie."
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"Doctor Jones," he rasps. "Birdhouse. The structure I was..." he trails off, starts laughing a bit, just a touch hysterically, and has to grind down on that before he can continue.
"...the structure I was trying to fortify against vampires. Ugh. Just.... I'm on the map, you'll see me."
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[Even as she spoke, she was pulling on her Project Indigo equipment.]
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And Paul wearily pushes his tablet at Cain or at Jenny, because he just wants to close his eyes and sleep, sleep, sleep.
[OOC: Since Cain and Jenny are on scene with Paul, if you want to have Martha arrive and get into the same thread they are, it's up at top! Up to you :)]
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