"Em...I actually got to see a version of 'myself' on a screen recently. Though he was nothing like me. Great wardrobe, but nothing like me." He nodnods. "It's loaded up with the same basics that are on mine. We can goof off a bit now, and more when you come over for the party. And I'll send your thanks along to Miss Whateley."
Daimon waves back cheerily, and is a bit used to a certain Inspector who is the spitting image of Victor...and really does faint at the drop of a hat.
"Are you kidding? She could tell them her crazy Thanksgiving reanimated-turkey story. Danica is...well...you know the creepy little kid in school you knew would either grow up to be a coroner or a witch or the crazy cat lady? She grew up to hang out with ghosts."
He blinks, then shrugs. "No, I mean, she used actual bits from a clock to replace the joints and such."
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Date: 2008-10-24 04:26 am (UTC)Daimon waves back cheerily, and is a bit used to a certain Inspector who is the spitting image of Victor...and really does faint at the drop of a hat.
"Are you kidding? She could tell them her crazy Thanksgiving reanimated-turkey story. Danica is...well...you know the creepy little kid in school you knew would either grow up to be a coroner or a witch or the crazy cat lady? She grew up to hang out with ghosts."
He blinks, then shrugs. "No, I mean, she used actual bits from a clock to replace the joints and such."