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Roland, in his room, is still plugging away at Green Eggs and Ham...or at least that's what it would look like to the observer. In reality, Roland is seeing bats coalesce into a woman-shape. Over, and over, and over.

And then there was the man with red eyes and fangs.

And then there was Joe...defending the bat-thing-woman.

And Meg.

And Anthy, standing there. Just standing there. With...purple hair.

He pulls himself out of his thoughts, and running a finger under the text, reads out loud, "I do not like them, Sam-I-am."

Concentrate, gunslinger.

Date: 2004-12-05 12:47 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] joewithnoname.livejournal.com
There's a knock at the door.

Date: 2004-12-05 12:51 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] joewithnoname.livejournal.com
Joe comes in, looking extremely tired and grim.

No bullshit: "Her name is Mina."

Date: 2004-12-05 01:01 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] joewithnoname.livejournal.com
Joe sits. "She's a kind of vampire. Different from the ones in your world. The man with the teeth was Nick, he's another. Different from Mina and from the ones you know. He's a lawman--don't know why he was being such an asshole tonight."

"I don't know who the purple fella was, but he was hurting her." Joe shrugs. "She's my woman. She's not evil."

Date: 2004-12-05 01:08 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] joewithnoname.livejournal.com
Joe considers. "Mina. Nick. David was one but he was turned back somehow. Those are all I know."

"I know two people here who hunt vampires--vampires of your kind." Joe chuckles darkly. "One is Mina's sworn brother."

He hesitates. It is a hesitation in which he doesn't like himself for what he is thinking. He lets it hang.

Date: 2004-12-05 01:21 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] joewithnoname.livejournal.com
Joe shakes his head. "I feared the bar was influencin' me. So I went away for a time, to clear my mind. I came back sure. If the 'fluence of either could follow me so far and so long, with so much else on my mind... it'd be pretty damn powerful."

Date: 2004-12-05 01:28 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] joewithnoname.livejournal.com
Joe furrows his brow. "I don't rightly remember. I think so, once or twice, that I can recall."

Date: 2004-12-05 01:33 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] joewithnoname.livejournal.com
"Yes. But the Endless..." Joe pales slightly, "are very powerful. An' by definition they apply everywhere. Vampires don't seem to be that strong--at least, no one treats them the way they treat the Endless."

"If she's put a spell on me, I don't know to what end, gunslinger. She's made me swear to never let her feed on me." Joe unbuttons the collar of his shirt. "And she never has."

Date: 2004-12-05 01:45 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] joewithnoname.livejournal.com
Joe meets his gaze. "I'd stop her. She's turned back by holy things. I have a medal of St Christopher."

"But if she went bad..." Joe scowls and looks at the floor.

"Most vampires in her world go bad, an' fast. Her best friend went to feedin' on kids in no time flat when she was taken. She's *different.* Mebbe 'cause people killed the one that made her. Mebbe she's just strong."

He looks up and faces the gunslinger, eyes shining. "If I had to, could I do it? Is that what you're askin' me?"

Date: 2004-12-05 01:56 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] joewithnoname.livejournal.com
Joe shrugs, bonelessly. "She controls herself, hard, all the time. She thinks of herself as alredy damned, and just trying to stay as clean as she can."

"If her control was broken and couldn't be restored... I hope she'd rather be dead."

Date: 2004-12-05 02:02 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] joewithnoname.livejournal.com
"I'm a careful fella," says Joe lightly, but with something darker there.

Time to be honest. "If I get unbound, I'm leaving, gunslinger. She can't follow me. This is for Milliways, not forever." He glares at the ground while he says it.

He's not proud of himself. It's just who he is.

Date: 2004-12-05 02:08 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] joewithnoname.livejournal.com
She changes everything and she changes nothing.

She gives my life here light and music and hope and lojoy.

She can't make me stop missing the sands and the skies of the place where I belong, stop hating the gods and immortals who aren't my people.

She changes everything and she changes nothing.


"I'll keep looking."

Date: 2004-12-05 02:13 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] joewithnoname.livejournal.com
"She has never done it in front of me before. I think she likes to fly from time to time."

"She was very very angry at Anthy." A pause. "An' so was I, come to that. I just understand Anthy a little better, I think."

Date: 2004-12-05 02:17 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] joewithnoname.livejournal.com
"Anthy can change her shape. She became Mina last night, and found me. We..."

"We kissed. If we hadn't been interrupted, more could've happened. Would've. We were interrupted, luckily, and Anthy got found out." Joe's voice remains controlled throughout, but it's apparent he's turning the dials higher and higher to keep it that way."

Date: 2004-12-05 02:26 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] joewithnoname.livejournal.com
Joe nods. "But Anthy can't be killed. She's some kind of immortal. Meg claims she wishes she could die, but Meg... Meg likes 'most everyone. She rescued Anthy because Anthy needed rescued. She's never thought for a moment if Anthy deserved it or not."

Date: 2004-12-05 02:30 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] joewithnoname.livejournal.com
"She's certainly mad. She's also in love with me. She did something to the... consort of Desire of the Endless and that's how she was punished. But she chose to take it that way."

Date: 2004-12-05 02:42 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] joewithnoname.livejournal.com
Joe sighs. "Anthy don't seem to know better than to do anything. She ain't right in the head. All I want to do is not truck with her myself."

Date: 2004-12-05 02:49 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] joewithnoname.livejournal.com
"She normally doesn't. This is very strange for her--she hardly ever seems to want anything or care what happens to her."

He frowns. "I don't know what's left for her to try. Mina an' I have a code phrase, to know for sure when we meet."

Date: 2004-12-05 03:01 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] joewithnoname.livejournal.com
Joe chuckles. "An' a man from another world, who's half like myself and half a legend out of my world's past, on a quest to save all the worlds by finding the Tower at the center of the universe."

"You're preachin' to the choir, gunslinger."

Date: 2004-12-05 03:06 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] joewithnoname.livejournal.com
Joe nods. "But I've heard it before, from my own mouth. This ain't where I belong. Even more so than you. I never heard of Endless nor vampires before I set foot in this place, an' I'd always taken magic and possession to be stories."

Date: 2004-12-05 03:18 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] joewithnoname.livejournal.com
Joe frowns. "Here at Milliways, I ain't sure if what they use are machines are magic. Maybe by the End of the Universe things have gotten to the point that you can't tell the difference."

He sighs. "I should go." He pauses. "Thank you. I know it ain't easy to look past the way things are in your world."

Date: 2004-12-05 03:27 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] joewithnoname.livejournal.com
Joe nods gravely. "Well said." He stands. "Long days and pleasant nights, gunslinger."

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