[Location: VampCon is Go!; locked to all vampires]

[faderbroderson]

[The Brucolac has obligingly lowered his ship and opened his doors so that vampires who are flight-challenged may enter. It's now ten o'clock Tuesday evening.]

[ooc: You're welcome to make individual threads about your characters arriving and getting to know each other (or not arriving and being fetched) before we get down to business.]

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[ Location: he's got reasons that he also sadly earned ]

[fireburned.livejournal.com]

Harvestman's quick to figure out his struggling is useless, and that pissing Godric off even more is a bad idea. By the time they're at the ship, he's stopped, silent.

He can't stop himself from shaking, something the ancient vampire would be well aware of.

[ Location: your stress levels are unhealthy ]

[faderbroderson]

Godric stops just inside the threshold and sets Harvestman down gently. He's blocking the only exit, but Godric will allow the other vampire some dignity if he'll cooperate from here.

"Calm down," he murmurs, so the other vampires farther into the ship won't be able to hear him. "There's nothing to fear here. Go inside and join the others, or I'll have to carry you there, too."

Save yourself some embarrassment, Harvestman. Godric will be right behind you.

[ Location: his everything is unhealthy ]

[fireburned.livejournal.com]

Stuck between a hard place and, well, Godric. Harvestman looks from Godric to the ship and back again, his expression clear: Do you really fucking expect me to believe that?

But Godric isn't moving, and he isn't getting out of this. Harvestman wraps his arms around himself tight, and with his teeth clenched and his head bowed, walked inside without a word.