EVENT: Part Deux: The nerd patrol meets a vampire

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Continued from here.

"I'm sure we could work something out," protested Handy, slipping sideways along the desk in an attempt not to be cornered against it. "And--oh--and I'm not human! I'm probably the wrong temperature!" He gave a weak grin that didn't reach his eyes as he wracked his mind for anything he might have in his pockets that would prove a defense against Eric. He did still have the lamp in his hand, at least, and that might do as a weapon.

"Nonsense. I can tell you are," Eric said with a predatory smile as he cocked his head aside slightly. "I'll be very gentle, I promise."

"You're threatening to drink his blood, and we're supposed to trust your word?" Topher asks skeptically. He's never been that quick to trust. He takes another careful step towards them, holding up his hands in a sort of let's not do anything hasty gesture, even if no one is paying too much attention to him.

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Topher lights up the lamp again -- works fine without the glass anyway, although it might be blown out easier, but, well there's not exactly much wind -- and pockets the matches again, standing back up. He's not going to object to Eric leaving. He's not going to apologise for hitting him on the head either. He is tempted to ask Eric what exactly he did come down here for, though, but he's not so much with the talking.

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Handy pulled himself to his feet once more, careful with the candle. He could hear glass crunching under him, and hoped he wouldn't find any in his hands later.

"And what's that?" he asked sullenly, not so reticent as Topher.