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JOSH LEVISON ( 010 » 046 )
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[chuffle]

I manage.

[growling]

[ excuse the random change of subject, but- ]

It's not contagious, is it?

[chuffle]

Rage?

Well, probably. I mean, that's between you and your anger management therapist.

[growling]

What?

I mean - no, not rage, your... condition.

[ he sort of regrets his word choice even as he says it. ]

[chuffle]

[SILENCE.

DEADLY SILENCE]

No.

[PAUSE.]

Josh.

oh mY GOD SIMMER DOWN he was just asking

[growling]

.... Daphne.

[ yeah that's all he's got. he could try to qualify the question, but that is a lot of deadly silence and he's slightly scared. ]

CONDITION?

[chuffle]

Condition?

Really?

WELL

[growling]

Say we just pretend for a second that I didn't offend you deeply, what I was getting at is - werewolves. The curse is passed via a bite or a scratch, but - does that mean you're like a purebred? Being born with it is basically the same thing, right?

[ rambling to cover his tracks? certainly not. ]

[chuffle]

We don't....

You can't catch it. We're not...you've never-

[Gears turning]

Purebred's a tricky word. Kinfolk are-

[Huff okay hang on]

We should probably do this in person at some point.

[growling]

Deal. But only if you promise to not rip my arms off for my inevitably poorly worded questions.

[ not that you remind him of chewbacca or anything. ]

[chuffle]

Promise.