[The kid actually did it. Here and now, he looked right up into Blake's stone-carven expression and did a stupid voice.
You could almost respect that.
It was a long story, but he never faltered or had any trouble remembering. Kind of impressive there, too. Must be an old favorite.
Too much complicated metaphysical shit for Blake. There's a lot he doesn't follow. But somehow, he found himself anxious as time was running out for the dead guy.
Of course there was a midnight happy ending.
What he finally says is,] Sleeping Beauty and the Exorcist don't mix.
[Steve, however, has heard every word. She was nibbling her claws with nerves as it came down to the line, and sighs in audible relief when it turns out all right. After all the work the guy did trying to earn a way back to life, it couldn't all be for nothing. It would just be wrong.
From then on, things didn't suck so much is a wonderful ending, she thinks. She pads over nearer the phone and nods enthusiastically into the screen.
Blake stands above her. His voice is heavy.]
Lousy moral.
People don't come back from the dead, kid. They don't start over and they don't get forgiven.
[He leans down, aiming to shut the phone off.
That's when Steve snaps at him.
He stumbles back in shock as her teeth click together where his hand was a second ago.
She snarls, fangs bared, ears laid back, and the translation that appears in wide block letters on the phone screen isn't technically necessary.]
Shut up!
[She barks out three times, rapidly, her fangs clashing together. For once she sounds like a scared, angry animal.]
It was a good story! You don't listen! You shut up!
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You could almost respect that.
It was a long story, but he never faltered or had any trouble remembering. Kind of impressive there, too. Must be an old favorite.
Too much complicated metaphysical shit for Blake. There's a lot he doesn't follow. But somehow, he found himself anxious as time was running out for the dead guy.
Of course there was a midnight happy ending.
What he finally says is,] Sleeping Beauty and the Exorcist don't mix.
[Steve, however, has heard every word. She was nibbling her claws with nerves as it came down to the line, and sighs in audible relief when it turns out all right. After all the work the guy did trying to earn a way back to life, it couldn't all be for nothing. It would just be wrong.
From then on, things didn't suck so much is a wonderful ending, she thinks. She pads over nearer the phone and nods enthusiastically into the screen.
Blake stands above her. His voice is heavy.]
Lousy moral.
People don't come back from the dead, kid. They don't start over and they don't get forgiven.
[He leans down, aiming to shut the phone off.
That's when Steve snaps at him.
He stumbles back in shock as her teeth click together where his hand was a second ago.
She snarls, fangs bared, ears laid back, and the translation that appears in wide block letters on the phone screen isn't technically necessary.]
Shut up!
[She barks out three times, rapidly, her fangs clashing together. For once she sounds like a scared, angry animal.]
It was a good story! You don't listen! You shut up!