[ The pathetic smile he's sporting starts to slip a little bit, even as she continues to laugh, smiling back at him like everything's okay. He doesn't have the heart to question her, or her circumstances. It's none of his business anyway. So, he'll stay out of it, and just worry about the things he can control.
Like finding San. The vampire's eyes crinkle a bit when asked to describe him, and a breathy chuckle follows shortly after. ]
Well, he's not a hard man to miss, I'll tell ya that. He's about this high — [ He gestures with his hand, indicating the space two inches above his own head. ] With creepy dark aura, and a pair of flashlights for eyes.
[ They're pretty bright, so it shouldn't be that hard to find him in the dark of night. ]
[she lets out a soft "hmmm" when he describes the other person he's looking for, trying to wrack her brain for anyone matching it... she'd seen a lot of people in her short time in Rota, especially with the non-natives who have been here longer arriving today. she'd been taking note of each one of them, though not in fear or disgust; she was genuinely curious about a good deal of them, but she knows not to randomly go up to someone and ask what kind of monster they are.]
That's not ringing any bells, but you're right in that he'll probably stick out like a sore thumb! I'll keep an eye out while we walk around.
Thanks. [ He responds, the cheer in his expression slowly fading away. ] That'd help me out.
[ Because the sooner he finds him, the sooner he can get the shade-y popsicle inside somewhere warm, unthaw him a bit. The few times he's seen him around, he was clinging to his side for some warmth, something he can't give with this undead body anymore.
The doctor sticks his hand out and leads the way, walking over the trail of footprints left by others, monster and human alike, that went this direction, trudging over the snow. ]
You haven't met anyone here that you recognized, have you? [ He knows it happens. Sometimes people from the same world get brought here. Sometimes they don't. McCoy is lucky in that respect — because no one he knows has ever shown up here. He hopes they never will. ]
[and so they begin walking. it's peaceful, she thinks, despite the stories and accounts she's heard in passing. could a place like this really be the terrible hell that people have called it? when he asks her the question, she looks at him thoughtfully.]
I haven't. [drawing upon what she'd just thought moments previously, her expression ambiguous as she turns her gaze to the night sky:] To tell the truth, I don't know whether to be sad or relieved about it.
Well, it's been an overwhelming couple of days. I'm sure everything's a little like that — all mixed up and confusin'. [ He's careful not to walk to fast, or with too long of a stride, just so his shorter companion can keep up. The doctor turns his head toward her, studying her for a moment before looking away. ]
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Like finding San. The vampire's eyes crinkle a bit when asked to describe him, and a breathy chuckle follows shortly after. ]
Well, he's not a hard man to miss, I'll tell ya that. He's about this high — [ He gestures with his hand, indicating the space two inches above his own head. ] With creepy dark aura, and a pair of flashlights for eyes.
[ They're pretty bright, so it shouldn't be that hard to find him in the dark of night. ]
Got about fifty layers of coats on, too.
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That's not ringing any bells, but you're right in that he'll probably stick out like a sore thumb! I'll keep an eye out while we walk around.
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[ Because the sooner he finds him, the sooner he can get the shade-y popsicle inside somewhere warm, unthaw him a bit. The few times he's seen him around, he was clinging to his side for some warmth, something he can't give with this undead body anymore.
The doctor sticks his hand out and leads the way, walking over the trail of footprints left by others, monster and human alike, that went this direction, trudging over the snow. ]
You haven't met anyone here that you recognized, have you? [ He knows it happens. Sometimes people from the same world get brought here. Sometimes they don't. McCoy is lucky in that respect — because no one he knows has ever shown up here. He hopes they never will. ]
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[and so they begin walking. it's peaceful, she thinks, despite the stories and accounts she's heard in passing. could a place like this really be the terrible hell that people have called it? when he asks her the question, she looks at him thoughtfully.]
I haven't. [drawing upon what she'd just thought moments previously, her expression ambiguous as she turns her gaze to the night sky:] To tell the truth, I don't know whether to be sad or relieved about it.
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Well, it's been an overwhelming couple of days. I'm sure everything's a little like that — all mixed up and confusin'. [ He's careful not to walk to fast, or with too long of a stride, just so his shorter companion can keep up. The doctor turns his head toward her, studying her for a moment before looking away. ]