my life is a bad vampire sitcom

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[badvampiresitcom-blog]

He shook his head and turned around to go back to cleaning and straightening up behind the bar. “If you don’t want to be called that, you shouldn’t be talking like you’re some kind of alien or whatever walking ‘among us boring humans’,” Mauro snorted lightly.

[amightyfinebartender]

Cecilia paused a moment before she slowly chinhanded. Stared at him a moment. “Wait…could I be called an alien? Bro, help me out, okay if one comes out of the universe, like a lil’ goop of it, do you think that makes them an alien?”

[badvampiresitcom-blog]

“I think that qualifies, maybe. If they didn’t come from Earth originally.” He gave a small shrug. “Hypothetically, I’m assuming here.” Mauro raised an eyebrow at her.

[l-la-old]

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[holdusfast-a]

Zax hesitates, then nodded. “Yes. Sci-fi convention! But, I can maybe go an change if.. If is problem.”

[badvampiresitcom-blog]

When people seemed less interested with the explanation, Mauro felt a little more at ease and smiled reassuringly at Zax. “Nah, it’s fine. Just first I’ve seen somethin’ like that. What would you like?”

[badvampiresitcom-blog]

@xwithgraceinyourheart

Whaaaat the hell was he looking at? “Um…hello?”

[holdusfast-a]

Tail flicks slightly, fingers resting on the bar. Smiles and nods. “Hallo?”

[badvampiresitcom-blog]

This was going to be a problem. Especially with how the other patrons were staring. “That’s an elaborate costume you’ve got there. Some kind of convention going on?”

[amightyfinebartender]

She sneezed, covering her mouth before shaking her head. She took another drink, looking a little disappointed. “Mmmmn,” she put her cheek against her palm, giving him a slight pout.

“An’ I was hopin’ I was not going to be surrounded by humans,” she took another drink, gazing at him with another pouty expression. “You’re too cute to be just human. Just too cute,” she sighed, crossing her legs.

“Also call me crazy again and we’re gonna have issues.”

[badvampiresitcom-blog]

He shook his head and turned around to go back to cleaning and straightening up behind the bar. “If you don’t want to be called that, you shouldn’t be talking like you’re some kind of alien or whatever walking ‘among us boring humans’,” Mauro snorted lightly.

[mr-pulvis]

“I’ll drink to that.” He raises his glass a bit jauntily, offering a lopsided smile before taking another swing of his drink, slowly, but for a bit longer than his last sip. 

The smile dips a bit as he follows the bartenders gaze, nodding and humming lowly. “Yeah… All that shit goin’ on fuckin’ sucks. Those poor people…”

Miles had heard talk through the grape vines that something was happening, though he didn’t pick up any solid pieces of information. Normally he’d be running out to help out in whatever way he could but he’d been so preoccupied with his problems lately. God. Being in america had made him so self obsession.

“But hey, here’s t’ bein’ a live an’ t’ things lookin’ up for those poor sods.”

[badvampiresitcom-blog]

Mauro only had a glass of water, but he raised it to that. “Here here.” He took a light swig, letting the news go back to being just white noise to his ears. “You been in the States long?” 

He’d noted the accent. His own probably carried that of a New Yorker, but it was light, only barely held on mostly from memory. If Mauro was around more people who had it, it’d probably fall back into place.

[prostheticxheart-deactivated201]

“..Dammit. Thanks for th’drink then, anyhow.” He’s hungry, as always lately, but oh well. Getting some alcohol, nice. And it’s got fruit in it! So probably sugar! Good enough. Took his drink when offered and didn’t chug it, at least. Don’t chug fruity shit. That’s not classy. “..plannin’ on any parties on new years eve?”

[badvampiresitcom-blog]

“No, not really. Only moved here for a short time, don’t really know anyone aside from my roommate. So it’ll be a small little celebration. Might just work the night for it.” Mauro offered a thin smile. Patiently waiting to be paid, didn’t want to be too rude about it.

[thehumanroommate-blog]

It took considerable restraint on Leon’s behalf not to laugh at Mauro’s ‘attempt’ at using chopsticks. He’d get him some training ones maybe once they were better acquainted. Trial by fire had been his teacher, in an all-you-can-eat banquet where the fastest chopsticks won you your dinner amongst friends who weren’t inclined to help a struggling newbie when their own stomaches were roaring their demands for the first and only real sustenance of the day.

“Oh. That sucks. Well. At least you still have the memories, right?”

He held out his stir fry, sizzling garlic butter fried strips of chicken steaming still on a bed of vegetable and noodle.

“Want to try some?” He offered a smile along with the food.

[badvampiresitcom-blog]

Mauro almost took him up on that offer, but his nose tickled with the scent of garlic and he stopped. “Actually, uh, I think that has garlic, right? I've never reacted well to garlic. A lot of strong spices hate me, actually.” He laughed it off easily enough. He wondered why he kept getting a whiff of something foul. 

[badvampiresitcom-blog]

Wow, New Year’s Eve already and I have no idea what I’m doing.

[crazyxgf]

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[prostheticxheart-deactivated201]

Shit. Did Luke miscalculate? Checked his phone for the date. Added one. No, yeah, 2016, that’s right. “…yeahhh….?” He obviously misread something. Fuck. Gdi. Okay order a fuckin drink. “Uh…do y’got any chips?”

Wow did he really just ask for chips before a drink what is WRONG with you luke. “…ahem, and somethin’….somethin uh…strong but. Fruity. Lots of ice.”

[badvampiresitcom-blog]

“We, uh, don’t sell chips here but I can fix you something, sure.” This was a pretty small bar, didn’t have a whole lot in the snack department. Peanuts maybe, if you’re lucky. Mauro turned to make a Malibu Pineapple Daiquiri on ice, shaking it up before pouring and handing it over to Luke. There you go pal.

[badvampiresitcom-blog]

“I-I-I’m sorry, what?” He’d just set the beer down on the counter for her when she asked that. After all, this was a very human bar, and admitting to be anything less than human would not end well for him. Mauro gave a small, nervous laugh. “That’s a joke, right? I’m not following.”

[amightyfinebartender]

“Huh?” Cecilia gave a little frown, taking the drink and taking a sip. “Oh this is good! Very good,” she leaned on the counter again before gazing up at him again. “A joke? No, I’m not joking. Maybe my little radar is broken, but I could have sworn you were like me. Well, not like me in the direct sense, you know, but YOU KNOW NOT HUMAN,” she coughed, which was why she got loud. And also because damn homie spit out your words.

[badvampiresitcom-blog]

He practically flinched when she yelled that out, as if he’d jumped right out of his skin. A frazzled cat, if you will. Mauro quickly tried to recuperate before he’d end up accidentally throwing a glass and shattering it.

“Shh, are you crazy?  This is a completely normal bar. Use your eyes.”

At least no one else seemed worried about the ramblings of a possible drunk. All he heard as asome cough and continued chatter at one of the other tables. Sigh. Good.

[badvampiresitcom-blog]

“Yeeeaah, I definitely haven’t done that before. Pfft.” Except he totally had. Don’t look at him. 

[thehumanroommate-blog]

Leon snorted. “Well, you’re more adventurous than I am. For the record, the answer was being eaten by this horrid carved gnome statue my mom had in the yard. Had night terrors about it.”

[badvampiresitcom-blog]

Brows went up at that. He tried not to laugh too much about it and tapped fingers against his lips while smirking. “That’s...somethin’. I probably would’ve been terrified too. Who even likes gnomes, anyway?

[badvampiresitcom-blog]

@prostheticxheart

“Another new face, excellent. What’ll it be?” 

[prostheticxheart-deactivated201]

“TWENTY-SIXTEEN.” He stared with a deer in the headlights kind of expression. YES, THATS RIGHT, I KNOW WHAT YEAR IS COMING UP. I know what day it is even! I know. My memory is great. My comprehension of conversations is flawless.

Nailed it.

[badvampiresitcom-blog]

“Wow...it...sure is.” Mauro glanced to the side of him as if anyone else was watching, brow raised as he stared back at Luke. “You gonna be okay there, buddy?” Maybe he’d already had enough to drink...

[amightyfinebartender]

Cecilia watched him with interest as he listed off the flavors. “Ooh. Let me have that then, the Kasteel Winter,” she gave a nod before glancing around the bar. It was nice, roomy feeling. Giving another nod, she turned back to the bartender. “So what kind of bar is this? Like one for humans, for supernatural beings, a mix, what?”

[badvampiresitcom-blog]

“I-I-I’m sorry, what?” He’d just set the beer down on the counter for her when she asked that. After all, this was a very human bar, and admitting to be anything less than human would not end well for him. Mauro gave a small, nervous laugh. “That’s a joke, right? I’m not following.”

[thehumanroommate-blog]

Leon went straight for it. His chicken stirfry was more shovelled into his mouth than picked up with any grace. He hadn’t eaten since breakfast that morning.

“I can only imagine, heh.” He’d only seen pictures. “Did you take many pictures when you travelled? My mom was always really into scrapbooks.”

He still had ones from every trip, from a collection of grade school excursions and family holidays to his college graduation and an ever-expanding birthday album.

[badvampiresitcom-blog]

Mauro was currently battling chopsticks, trying to use them to twirl the noodles as if that’d help him. Just ended up dropping chicken. SIGH. Time to go back to forks. “Mm? Ah, yeah, I used to have a lot of pictures but I kind of lost them in my old place.” 

[badvampiresitcom-blog]

@prostheticxheart

“Another new face, excellent. What’ll it be?”