Hanna was at least trying to take it like a champ. He was starting to get a little angry about the little details. "You know, now that I'm thinking about it, it looked like some dumb vintage pistol. Who even carries those? What the fuck..." He'd gotten shot and killed with some pirate gun by a guy who probably had a weird clock fetish. 12:21 indeed.
He'd been grumbling about something to do with spooky fuckers when he catches what Maurice says, confused. "Like, death by sunburn? Or heat stroke?" Burnt up as in spontaneous combustion wasn't the usual so he doesn't go straight for it. Maurice doesn't exactly look like any vampire he's met, especially now.
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He'd been grumbling about something to do with spooky fuckers when he catches what Maurice says, confused. "Like, death by sunburn? Or heat stroke?" Burnt up as in spontaneous combustion wasn't the usual so he doesn't go straight for it. Maurice doesn't exactly look like any vampire he's met, especially now.