It was Malkav's sweet harlot who began the creed of infection, you see.

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[The trouble with being dead is it becomes incredibly difficult for others to differentiate between your sleep or paralysing injury and a regular corpsified individual.

Now unfortunately Luxord isn't sleeping, but he can't do much of anything else with that stonking great piece of wood in his chest.
To top it all off, this not-quite-yet-corpsified-dead-man has ever so kindly been none-too-gently hurled from god-knows-where into a wall in a semi-populated area for nicely semi-embedded wall art.

Be a mate and pull it out? Save the poor hyphens.]

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[Oh, so there are people who know how to deal with the Kindred around. Good to know.]

[gameofpretend.livejournal.com]

[Oh harrumph]

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[What, it's useful information and really, it's not his problem if some fool gets himself staked.

But then again, he has to admit that this place has quite a way of changing the rules, so after a moment, he roughly jerks the stake out. He can always re-stake the man if he proves less than useful.]

[gameofpretend.livejournal.com]

[Well he was kind of spontaneously born with it there, so it might not count. He'll just work on this extracting himself from this wall and y'know, trying not to bleed too much over everything till that gape in his chest closes.]

Ta, mate.

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[As far as Ansem's concerned, he had to have been staked for a reason. Blood feud, perhaps, or one of the on-going wars of the various nightstalkers.]

Don't mistake it for kindness.

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Wouldn't dream of it.

[His brain's inventing him some nice fake memories of what happened.]

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[Ansem doesn't quite believe that, but neither will he press for information.]

I would hope not.

[gameofpretend.livejournal.com]

[Well, it is his favourite game- all things have prices, not to say, however, that he intends to pay them. He learned it from foxbutt.]

Can hardly say I've seen much in the way of other kindred around these nights.

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We are few here, from what I've seen.

['We' here meaning mostly the Kindred as a whole, although it could just as easily mean Camarilla or Sabbat, should one choose to read it that way.]

[gameofpretend.livejournal.com]

[It doesn't matter much to him given most of... his sort, tend to be less than serious about the whole Camarilla, Sabbat, Black Hand and jyhad thing.]

At least three, possibly four, at last count.

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A small few, but perhaps worth it.