71 Serendipity, Thursday Late Afternoon

[chosehumanity]

Mitchell got in from Baltimore sometime just past noon. He hadn't listened to the radio for a while; now he had oceans of time, and he was planning to use them to catch up. After all, you did get tired of having a sixteen-year-old accuse you of being unaware what was going on all the time.

The first thing he did when he finished was leave a voicemail. The second thing he did was - post-squirrel-checking the room - launch a diatribe over the phone to George about stupid bloody vampires who didn't know how to clean up after themselves or work the system. (He'd contemplated calling Mina despite their rusty truce, but he didn't particularly feel like helping out on this whole mad hunt by waking up any potential sleeping dragons about anyone else)

The third thing he did was flop down on the couch with a beer, cross his arms, put on a film that wasn't at all thematic for his feelings about the whole thing at large, and brood.

If he'd had any inclination of letting Fandom at large know about himself, it was firmly gone by now.

[[ ever get a post stuck in your head during your trip home? post open to anyone who'd have a reason to show up or call ]]

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[chosehumanity]

...Considering how bad Mitchell's 'days at work' could get?

"No thanks," he said, and picked up his bottle again. "Now shut up and watch the bad film like a good boy."

[furious-maximus.livejournal.com]

"Like anyone thinks I'm a good boy," Max rolled his eyes. "Not a blood-sucking vampire, sure. But actually good?"

[chosehumanity]

Mitchell shrugged one shoulder. "I think 'good' and 'bad' are relative," he said, "Although I can see how these things get mucked up when you're talking about blood-sucking vampires."

[furious-maximus.livejournal.com]

Max thought about that for a second, then shrugged. "It's not like I actually know any myself, but the movies make them out to be pretty bad. And apparently the ones at that other Fandom held true to that."

[chosehumanity]

"It's just the films, yeah," Mitchell said, sinking back into his couch. "Things don't tend to be so straightforward."

[furious-maximus.livejournal.com]

"They never are," Max agreed with a sigh. "I suppose even vampires can't be all bad, huh?"

"Though," his eyes narrowed, "if I find the one who did this to Raven..."

[chosehumanity]

"Punch his fangs in," Mitchell filled in.

For being so bloody stupid, he didn't add.

[furious-maximus.livejournal.com]

"I was thinking something a bit more... permanent myself. But that actually sounds like a good place to start."

[chosehumanity]

"It's a vampire," Mitchell pointed out. "You have to think about it. What'll one do without their fangs?"

If his voice had a slight, darker dip, there was probably a reason for that.

[furious-maximus.livejournal.com]

"Depends on whether they grow back or not," Max pointed out. "And whether they can drink blood directly. After all, a blade draws blood at least as well."

It wasn't like he actually knew anything about vampires. And when you didn't know about a potential enemy's vulnerabilities, the best way to neutralize them was the permanent way.

[chosehumanity]

"I guess there is that," Mitchell agreed, and got up. "Want another beer?"

[furious-maximus.livejournal.com]

"Do you even have to ask?" Max called without looking away from the terrible movie.

[chosehumanity]

And oh look, there was another mob forming to chase out some... zombie with torches and pitchforks.

There was a theme here.

Whatever it was, Max got a beer dumped on the table in front of him.

[furious-maximus.livejournal.com]

"Man, you sure do know how to pick a movie that'll cheer a guy up," Max smirked as he grabbed the beer.

[chosehumanity]

"The old ones are the best," Mitchell said, simply, and flopped back down.

[furious-maximus.livejournal.com]

"You doing research on mobs so you can watch my back or something?" Max may have played dumb on a regular basis, but he could pick up on a theme.

[chosehumanity]

"Something like that," Mitchell agreed, "It's just been on my mind."

[furious-maximus.livejournal.com]

"You're not planning on riling one up, are you?" Max teased. "The beer just a ploy to get my guard down?"

[chosehumanity]

"Yeah," Mitchell said, lifting his head back up, "That's been my plan all around. I'll liquor you up and then I'll leave you out for the crowd to finish up."

[furious-maximus.livejournal.com]

"Quite cunning of you." Max didn't sound worried. And he drank his beer.