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2013-06-05T21:43:34Z

[The following is written in neat handwriting, evenly spaced on the page like something you might find in the classified ads section of a local newspaper.]

Wanted:

Understanding house/flatmate.
Must be some form of non-human.

Please respond privately for further information.

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2013-05-19T18:01:36Z

[Focus.

Hal has the book in hand - has read a great deal of it, reasoned out its functions - but he's yet to make an entry of his own. No, that's making his presence known in way more public a manner than he prefers. As a vampire, he tended to avoid communities this small (unless he ran them, and that wasn't something he was interested in doing now) as it made hiding his presence a little more difficult. Everyone knew each other in a small town.

He'd found himself on the floor of the item shop when he woke up, which was fortunate since that meant he didn't have to walk through the streets topless. It also meant he came across his domino set, which was an odd thing to find among everything else but he isn't complaining. He buried it in a pile of some other junk. He'd come back for it later once he had a better idea of what was going on.

There's no sign of Alex or Tom, which is problematic - made more so with every entry in the journal he reads.

Focus.

He has to take stock of things outside the shop eventually. There has to be some other non-human entity in this place aside from himself, and if there is he needs to find any such individual as quickly as possible. He's still too volatile to be thrown into this situation with only humans to look to for help.

The sunlight doesn't bother him. That's one vampire trope his kind is lucky enough to avoid in reality. Hands in the pockets of his newly re-acquired coat, with the fingers of one latched firmly to a single piece from his domino set, Hal keeps close to the buildings as he makes a slow circle around the center of town.

This place is basically everything he doesn't want, and not losing it on this alone takes a great deal of determination.]

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two souls, alas, are dwelling in my breast

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