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[visual / location: don's apartment] (way backdated)

It's been a couple days since the attack and her phone call to Don, and Mattie's feeling better physically, but still a little wrung out emotionally. Mostly that manifests in being very quiet and trying convince Don to let her cook meals for him, and a noticeable absence of tiny sternfaces. There's a lot on her mind, however, and one or two questions in particular keep coming up.

So she turns to her tablet, and the Taxon community, for answers. She's curled up against the headboard of Don's bed, wrapped in her father's coat over her nightgown, with a small white gauze bandage on her neck.

"What happens when a vampire bites you? And how are you to tell if you are seeing one?"

[Location for Don, visual or voice as you like for everyone else. Let's say this is backdated to around May 9 so Mattie hasn't been languishing all this time.

ETA: Don may be hovering around and keeping an eye on conversations, expect possible threadjacking. ;)]

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I do not have a guardian, but if you refer to Mr. Draper, he has been very kind and I will not hear him spoken badly of.

Is that so.

[ Puck's voice is flat, clearly not impressed by the man's defense. ]

I'll give you a hint: it's not something to aspire to, being an adult human in a miniature body. You're all only slightly more tolerable when you're small.

I am sixteen, and that is quite close enough to adult, thank you.

Seriously? You look like you're ten.

[ she doesn't, but his view is always skewed ]

I cannot help how I look, I am as God made me and I do not see that it is fit to complain about that.

[ a pause while Puck is obviously weighing the merits of picking apart that statement, but possibly in deference to her chewed-upon state, he lets it go ]

So you've got everything under control, is that it?

As near as anyone else does. My age is not relevant.

Fine.

[ he's scowling now, the minnow nickname nowhere to be found -- why did he even bother with humans, when they were all alike anyway? ]

You have a bad temper.

So I've been told.

It is a failing of most mind, I have found. Do you drink and gamble as well?

[ this somehow strikes him as funny, but he can't figure out why ]

I'm well versed in all the sins, if that's what you're asking. What do you care? You have a saintly if slightly inept benefactor already.

[maybe it's because it was meant to say 'men' instead of 'mind'?]

Because bad temper and drinking and gambling seem to go together, from my experience anyway. I bet you curse too. [This is less a moral judgment than it is a statement of How Things Are.] He is neither saintly nor inept, if you are going to insult a person you ought to use the truth at least.

Your experience is hardly vast enough to brag about.

I do not need to meet every person in the world to know that some things are true. And you do not know my experiences. Also I notice that you did not deny that you curse, which I will take as proof that I am right.

I said I was familiar with all vices, which answered your question. Don't blame me for your inattentiveness.

Besides, having no flaws is boring.

My attentiveness is just fine. Being familiar and practicing them yourself are not the same thing at all.

That is the kind of thing a person who wants to excuse his flaws instead of working to overcome them would say.

Fine, I'm experienced in them. Does that satisfy you?

No, that's the kind of thing that someone would say when they've met people with few flaws and found them even more useless than the rest of humanity, not that you lot are particularly valuable in general.

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