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Hi.

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Are you undead? Fantastic! What's okay for Theo to do to you? If anything.

What can Theo do with the undead, you may ask?

He's a necromancer. He can control and create undead, including vampires and liches. (If it's in the D&D monster manual he could probably make it.) Vampires created by him would be the first of their lines and have no sires. He can also sense any undead around and undead will detect him as an undead.

Obviously he can't flat out control other people's characters or influence them but if there's something you'd be okay with him doing, let me know here.

On general principle Theo won't try and control undead unless they attack him. It's rude to do otherwise.

Also, how's my Zombie Raising? (Cause driving's for wussies!) Anon enabled. If you want private you can Pm me.

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[One day. Definitely. She will hunt him down and bring him food as thanks for taking care of her when shit gets bad.

For now, though. She looks up at him in confusion, turning her head to talk to...

Oh. Well, now she's even more confused.]

Did my husband go somewhere? He was right here.

[Except he wasn't. Charlie looks pale and is shaking like she's cold, but if Theo were to get close enough, she's burning. And then, Charlie's focusing enough on her surroundings to notice it's just her footprints on the snow.]

Merlin wasn't here, was he?

[Food is always good.

Theo does sit carefully near her. He knows that startling people who can throw fire is very dangerous for other people's health.]

No. He's not. You're burning up... even more than should be healthy.

I got bit. [Her hand goes over her left shoulder, wincing slightly as she runs fingers over the injury. It's bandaged, taken care of. Sort of. She's still suffering the effects of Ghoul-related germs and badness. Hence her radiating more than her usual amount of body-heat, even in the thin black t-shirt, jeans and inappropriate-for-this-weather converse sneakers. This is a rare moment of clarity for her, so she speaks again.]

Can you help me get to the hospital? That's where we...I was going.

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[At least she's not barefoot and in her PJs. Or whatever it is she wears at night. That's what he would have been really worried about!]

Yeah, of course.

Thank you. [She stands. Sort of. There's a wobble for a moment and she has to grab back onto the bench but once she's up, she's good.]

Hey, we need to break this habit of running into each other during curses.

Do you need an arm?

[He laughs a bit.]

We do. Or at least only during curses. I did see your wedding though. It was nice.

You did? [Charlie manages a slight smile, looking over at Theo.]

I can't do that back home, you know. Get married? It's not possible.

[If she keeps herself talking, maybe she'll stay awake and lucid? So she's rambling. Saying pretty much anything to keep herself focused.]

You can't? Why not?

[Seems like an odd thing.]

Simple. It's safer if people don't know who I am. Can't get that attached to someone if you can't tell them your name, can you?

Ah. Yes. That sort of thing.

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