| Master and secondary vampire scream in agony as the light of the noon
day sun shines down upon them. The area where they stand is lush and tropical,
a paradise. Yet, this proves to be of no comfort to the burning demons.
Inquirer blinks as the last remains of the human torches burns away
and flutters away into the gentle breeze.
I guess I would be really hurting if I'd let that other vamp--the
one who seemed to be the boss of that Fred analog--complete whatever chant
he was trying to do. He sure seemed to be surprised when whatever hand
signals he made didn't work on a creature not technically alive to begin
with! thinks the AI grimly.
She then turns, and runs over to the downed human beings. Sudden locale
changes will wait, for the injuries these two recieved demand immediate
attention.
The brown skined, green eyed woman seemed oddly....familiar. The other
was definately familiar....and also very dead. Surrpisingly, not due to
blood loss.
"What?" the AI mutters, looking down at the black rotted corpse before
her. "That shouldn't be! She's immune! Or, at least her sisters are!"
That aside, there are things to take care of!
This woman is too weak to move, and will remain in a critical condition
until Makers know how long.
Inquirer makes her reports to her superiors who are in orbit above,
and begins to set up camp.
-
 This is
going to take awhile......and somewhere else on Terra, Base reality.
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