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Godric's inhuman speed and his poor tablet have never mixed very well. It turns on in mid-air as it goes flying, landing just in time to catch the image of Godric's blur passing by a small crowd of zombies. Godric abruptly stops in a crouch next to the broadcasting tablet as the zombies fall behind him like dominoes, gore spilling from their heads onto the ground where they land.

From a visual perspective, it looks as if the zombies' brains have suddenly and inexplicably exploded at Godric's passing. But a quick glance at the blood covering Godric's hands and forearms tells a different story. Crushing skulls with your bare hands; it's a vampire thing.

The tattoos on Godric's arms and torso are stark against his skin, his shirt discarded as soon as it became apparent this would get messy. With fangs displayed, he makes a positively savage picture, but the expression on his face is calm. Noticing the tablet, he politely detracts his fangs before picking it up and rising to his feet to speak.

"It seems our hamster friends have done something foolish again," he says rather dryly. "I hope those of you who haven't taken it upon yourselves to fight are remaining safe. Sookie, Mister Stackhouse, are you both well? River, Dawn, Kaylee? Should anyone need assistance who does not have it, you need only ask.

"Eric, where have you gotten to? Faith is just behind me; we're heading for Wilde."

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Katherine doesn't know Godric, though Godric likely knows about Katherine thanks to Stefan's heads-up when she arrived. As she stares at the feed, it becomes apparent this youthful killing machine is a fellow vampire - and judging by his speed and dexterity, a very old, experienced one. Possibly older than she is, and that thought gives her an uneasy pause. She says nothing, a small frown knitting her brows together as she contemplates this revelation, not really realizing the feed is currently open to both ways.

Stefan did mention Katherine, but Katherine hasn't made enough obvious trouble to catch Godric's attention. This is a good thing, for Godric is definitely quite a bit older, and quite a bit less amused by Katherine's idea of fun.

He catches her face on the tablet and doesn't recognize it. Her expression is odd. Perhaps she's human, and no one warned her about the vampires in Taxon? It would explain her apparent unease.

"Are you well?" he asks politely.

Godric is partly right; though Katherine hasn't been a human in over 500 years, she did not know that there were other vampires in Taxon save from herself, Stefan, Damon and Lexi. Now, in the middle of a zombie apocalypse of all things, it doesn't seem like such an impossible idea. Katherine wonders why she never thought about the possibility before. She jumps slightly as Godric's address catches her off guard, but recovers admirably swiftly.

"Yes," she replies curtly, cocking her head a little as she scrutinizes the other vampire. "That was quite an impressive display. You are old."

No use beating around the bush. He is clearly not concerned about his true nature being revealed so publicly, unlike the vampires from her world.

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Someone really needs to get around to compiling that visitor's guide. At this point, Godric's information would probably be somewhere on the first page, right at the top of the Oh, by the Way: Vampires section.

He nods, his perception of Katherine shifting immediately. The nature of his studying gaze shifts to accommodate, and it's suddenly quite a bit sharper.

"I am."

Similarly, Godric's affirmation on what Katherine already strongly suspected causes her to regard him more warily, suspiciously. It's nothing personal, Katherine just hasn't had the best of experiences with dealing with Elders. In fact, she's been running for her life from the Originals of her world ever since the day she was turned. To have the normally self-confident (or arrogant) Katherine jumping even at her own shadow, one merely needed to mention the name Klaus.

Valiantly masking her insecurities before Godric, Katherine conjures up a pleasant smile to her lips. "I'm afraid my astonishment made me neglect any and all manners. How do you do; my name is Katherine Pierce."

"Hello, Katherine," he intones softly, recalling Stefan's warnings about the woman but having no reason to act on them. "My name is Godric. It's a pleasure."

Godric is quite accustomed to younger vampires kowtowing to him; back home, in his position as Sheriff, he expected it. The environment here is much more casual, and Godric has never demanded any authority save that he's been handed freely, but his response to a respectful underling is automatic. He's kind and calm, but there's an air about him that practically screams power.

Katherine dips her chin into a prolonged nod in lieu of greeting. The soft, quiet way about Godric is, truthfully, throwing her off her game just a bit. She can sense his aura of authority and power even though the feed, and yet he seems nothing like the Elders Katherine has dealt with - Godric seems to lack the chilling, forceful edge that the Originals have, the vibe that reminded younger vampires that every moment they spent within their proximity could be their last. Katherine can't quite decide which is more intimidating.

"I admit I'm quite surprised," Katherine says at length, curiosity starting to creep into her tone. "I wasn't aware that there were other vampires here aside from Stefan, Damon and Lexi. You do not find concealment of who you are necessary in Taxon, then?"

Godric is probably the most reasonable vampire Katherine will ever meet, but despite that, and despite his soft words and youthful visage, there will always be something inherently intimidating about him. It isn't something he does purposely, most of the time, but it only ever seems to fade completely when he's utterly content. And then he looks just like a boy, which can be just as terrifying in its own way, when you already know what he is.

"We did not find concealment necessary any longer in our own world," the plural pronouns should be noted, "so we did not find concealment necessary when we arrived here. Others followed suit. You four are the first vampires to arrive in Taxon who have kept your nature strictly secret."

Katherine indeed pays attention to the plural, always conscientious of what exactly was being said around her and moreover, exactly what she said herself. She takes a few moments to mull over the idea of a world where vampires could conduct themselves without the need for secrecy.

"How unexpected," Katherine murmurs, before raising a slim brow enquiringly. "We? You have company from your world, then. And 'others' would suggest yet more vampires from different places. This is very interesting, indeed."

Her innate curiosity and Godric's genteel disposition are quickly dissolving the lingering hesitancy she feels.

"My progeny is here with me, and others have come and gone. Some are still here, though no more of my kind, and no more of yours that I know of." Few things in Taxon are secret, and anyone who's remained in Taxon any particular length of time would have been able to explain these things to anyone who wished to know. Godric has no qualms about revealing things that should, for all intents and purposes, be common knowledge.

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