[The bottle in Arthur's hand is mid-way in its journey towards his mouth when it stops, freezes in place only briefly, and then makes it to its destination. He takes a hefty swig of the amber liquid, relishing the burn as it makes the line of fire down his gullet hotter, and considered this.
A hunter of monsters? That isn't remotely close to what he was expecting. Thinking about it, though, he wasn't really sure what to expect, which thoroughly annoys him as he tends to know everything there is to know about someone's background before sitting down to a drink with them.]
And when you say monsters, you mean...what exactly? Vampires? Werewolves? [Rather than sounding disbelieving, he actually manages to sound curious, the tone of his voice expressing as much, though it might just be the alcohol talking.] The only monsters I've had the misfortune of coming by have always been in the form of man.
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Date: 2011-03-13 12:38 am (UTC)A hunter of monsters? That isn't remotely close to what he was expecting. Thinking about it, though, he wasn't really sure what to expect, which thoroughly annoys him as he tends to know everything there is to know about someone's background before sitting down to a drink with them.]
And when you say monsters, you mean...what exactly? Vampires? Werewolves? [Rather than sounding disbelieving, he actually manages to sound curious, the tone of his voice expressing as much, though it might just be the alcohol talking.] The only monsters I've had the misfortune of coming by have always been in the form of man.