[ She has noticed and hasn't bothered to ask, really just assuming she's doing something mutually beneficial. Liliana knows she hasn't exactly reciprocated the efforts to the extent she should. Things to work on, probably. At some point.
Not today.
Setting the bottle down, she doesn't waste time downing half of her glass right off the bat. Things may be pointing in the obvious direction, but she really doesn't want to believe it. Liliana has been vexed by a sea of problems, most of her own making, but she's been able to deal with them all. How is this any different?
The scoffs a little at the (unfortunately accurate) joking concern. ]
I did have a cracker stuck between two molars, earlier.
[ Yep, no problems here.
She scratches her upper arm absently. Speaking of itchy... ]
Has that been what's floating around town? What to look out for?
[Chandra walks over and starts rummaging through cabinets, casting a sour look back at Liliana when she sees the empty cracker packet on the counter. You're horrible. At least as horrible as Lex Luthor after he steals 40 cakes.]
I've been at the Coven a lot, practicing. But also researching.
[She sighs. Hating to have to spell this out.]
At least you're a better looking vampire than any of the Falkenraths. Or that Sorin guy.
[ If Liliana was going to feel any remorse about the crackers, the sentiment is gone entirely when Chandra mentions the V word. The word she's been decidedly not saying as if that will somehow make it true. (She's not so naive or foolish to believe in that sort of logic, of course...but still.)
She scoffs, downing the rest of her glass is one go. ]
That's not much competition.
[ But she's also not denying it. ]
I've spent enough time with them on Innistrad to last me several lifetimes. And I really don't feel like their version of playing house.
[ Yes, she remembers seeing how twisted the locals on Innistrad became when the Eldrazi first arrived. Something she'd hoped to ignore for as long as she could. Alas, it never works out that way. ]
There's nothing about a bloody cheesecake that appeals to me right now.
[ That's a good thing, right? Maybe she can avoid the worst of this--
--haha. She continues scratching her arm and when Liliana looks down, she does a double take. Of course she's itchy--she's sprouting a rather healthy patch of dark fur on her forearm. ]
This sucks. Liliana's heart hasn't been beating much at all, but she can feel it jump in her chest with a sudden sense of panic.
No--no. She can handle this. She's faced off against--and won against fucking demons. She's told Bolas to choke on his own Bolas. (Get it?)This is...a temporary inconvenience. ]
...Get me a knife!
[ Apparently she's going to just chop it off.
The hair, not her arm. But she can't stop itching. And the more she does? The more fur seems to grow. ]
A knife?! ...You're not going to cut it off are you?!
[Chandra freezes up, but starts and turns to a drawer, fumbling for a knife and turns with one in hand just in time to see more fur sprouting from her friend's arm. It's short, fuzzy...]
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Not today.
Setting the bottle down, she doesn't waste time downing half of her glass right off the bat. Things may be pointing in the obvious direction, but she really doesn't want to believe it. Liliana has been vexed by a sea of problems, most of her own making, but she's been able to deal with them all. How is this any different?
The scoffs a little at the (unfortunately accurate) joking concern. ]
I did have a cracker stuck between two molars, earlier.
[ Yep, no problems here.
She scratches her upper arm absently. Speaking of itchy... ]
Has that been what's floating around town? What to look out for?
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I've been at the Coven a lot, practicing. But also researching.
[She sighs. Hating to have to spell this out.]
At least you're a better looking vampire than any of the Falkenraths. Or that Sorin guy.
[That's like a compliment, right?]
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She scoffs, downing the rest of her glass is one go. ]
That's not much competition.
[ But she's also not denying it. ]
I've spent enough time with them on Innistrad to last me several lifetimes. And I really don't feel like their version of playing house.
[ She scratches at her arm again. Absently. ]
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[She walks back across the room, stopping right in front of Liliana, meeting her gaze.]
I rather like my housemates to not be insane or murderous, and even less with the tentacles.
[Thanks Emrakul.]
But listen, if you need me to start bringing you back blood to drink or mix into stuff, I'm sure somewhere in town does it.
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Not a good look.
[ Yes, she remembers seeing how twisted the locals on Innistrad became when the Eldrazi first arrived. Something she'd hoped to ignore for as long as she could. Alas, it never works out that way. ]
There's nothing about a bloody cheesecake that appeals to me right now.
[ That's a good thing, right? Maybe she can avoid the worst of this--
--haha. She continues scratching her arm and when Liliana looks down, she does a double take. Of course she's itchy--she's sprouting a rather healthy patch of dark fur on her forearm. ]
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[Chandra breaks off at that expression from Liliana, following her gaze down.
Promptly clapping a hand over her mouth in surprise...she squeaks out.]
...spoke too soon?
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This sucks. Liliana's heart hasn't been beating much at all, but she can feel it jump in her chest with a sudden sense of panic.
No--no. She can handle this. She's faced off against--and won against fucking demons. She's told Bolas to choke on his own Bolas. (Get it?)This is...a temporary inconvenience. ]
...Get me a knife!
[ Apparently she's going to just chop it off.
The hair, not her arm. But she can't stop itching. And the more she does? The more fur seems to grow. ]
Shit.
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[Chandra freezes up, but starts and turns to a drawer, fumbling for a knife and turns with one in hand just in time to see more fur sprouting from her friend's arm. It's short, fuzzy...]
It's like...
[The arm...]
...A mouse? Is that mouse fur?!