KEEPING TRACK

“My advanced healing is so slow it might as well be regular healing ‘cause it ain’t anything special no more.”

“Should I give you time to answer or did you want me to ask more questions? I’m not trying to interrogate you or anything, not like a cop because trust me those guys can ask a lot of questions like why didn’t you show up for your court hearing and did you break parole and that they recognize ya from your warrant and what was it I was talking about?”

“Yeah, you definitely look smart enough to answer some of my questions.”

“One second -- I can’t really be of help unless you need help inserting a glass eye or guitar lessons. I’m still... blundering my way around the entire city.”

//i need more people to write with so this is a starter call

He headed out of the cafe where he worked and emitted a sigh. “It’s kinda nice to not worry about lycanthropy here.”

“I was thinkin’ that I could start a band. Well, I can’t be lead whatever or somethin’, but I do play several instruments. Not singin’. Definitely not singin’. I was placed in concert band for a reason.”

“Something is telling me that yer probably three times as intelligent as me. Now, which university is it that gives you all that smartness?”