#bystcrdust

“ Ahhhhh! “ Excuse her, she’s literally screaming into a forest. It was a necessary activity sometimes. As long as nobody was currently looking for you at that time.

“ Ava! There you are. I need some assistance in the graveyard tonight. Would you mind lending me a hand? One of the graves that a local zombie lives in had been robbed and he needs help making it feel like home again. “ While Missi never was much to care about others, ever since she stole the rights and legalities of the castle she also inherited the responsibilities of keeping up the graveyard around it as well and the residence of undead that lived there. 

"It's sounds like a villain name you'd find in a board game for six-year-olds."

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“You must be running a temperature there, dear. I can see the heat from here.”

“Ya called, kid? What can ol’ Barnaby do for ya?” He took another drag of his cigar, letting the smoke drift between his fangs as he smiled wide. “Yer parents need to be avenged? Killed? Or did ya need revenge on some boyfriend or some shit?”

     THE PHRASE plummets from his lips inelegantly, a stilted, stuttering attempt at mitigating his mother tongue to speak hers.  His translator isn’t always quite so up to par, and without adequate time to adjust, he finds himself lacking the vocabulary to more properly explain his situation.  He will have to do with excessive hand gestures and arm waving.  ❝ Came, ❞ he begins, ❝ from -- far place, and, and I, and I, ❞ he then strains, swinging his silver-gloved hand to smash it into his fist.  A bad landing.  Stranded.  He needs fuel to leave.  Fuel, fuel, how does he say fuel ?  ❝ Can’t -- go -- ‘cause -- don’t have, ❞ he pleads, ❝ stuff. ❞   

     THE REST of his words run together in a mumbled, vague amalgam, eyes narrowed in concentration as he busies himself with his various, bulky gadgets, fingers flying over buttons and nudging at dials; whatever he seeks, it’s long since left.  The signal re-registers, and the ship pings at already a substantial distance away.  ❝ I apologize, ❞ he says with disinterest, said ‘ apology ‘ lacking the scantest shred of sincerity, ❝ for any inconvenience he caused you. ❞  The statement is a formality; 684, evidently, has far more pressing matters on his mind.