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@jackvonpyroscythe
(ooc: hello! welcome! this is a vampires smp rp blog! asks are open. spoilers are in play. have at you!)
other blogs in the rpverse:
@scott-goldsmith @v-shelbyshubble-v @avidly-hunting @doctor-legundo-blog @martyn-woodhurst @renhardt-dogmourne @4pokuna @yourlocallumberjack @not-a-butler-abolish @zombie-cleo-farmer @your-favorite-pearl @myth1calwriter @detective-drift
*squeak*
(A strange noise in the distance)
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(Oh- It seems a rat has appeared, wonder what it will do...)
(Oh.. Uh- seems it's chewing on some cloth on the floor. Never said it was a normal rat)
@horizontaly-spinning-rat
oh! are you the same one i saw a few weeks ago? bram, is what i decided to call you, right? hello, bram! you're looking well. been eating well off the crops in town, i hope!
hiiiii truffle
so uh
has your favorite parent changed?
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@jackvonpyroscythe: sire told me that you've decided not to hold a grudge against him any more. and, if that's the case... (heavy sigh) i suppose i oughtn't hold one either. so... how are you finding the mausoleum? find a coffin you like for sleeping yet?
"No, I haven't yet. Uhm, How are you doing Pyro?"
i'm not exactly sunshine and rainbows at the minute, if you couldn't tell. but... i have had some time to sit in the woods and think about things. about what we have, and what we don't.
i'd like to be the kind of man who's grateful rather than bitter. remains to be seen if i can actually make that happen.
but i was about to go and get some rest, unless you wanted someone to keep you company?
"If you don't mind. Some company could be nice." she said reluctantly.
very well, then.
you know, you don't have to choose a coffin if you don't want to, but never resting gets awfully overstimulating after a while. it's good to have a place to take a break. and all of sire's friends left behind such lovely options for us to choose from!
... i do wonder, though. after you... you know. where were you sleeping? ... were you sleeping?
"Ah- no I haven't been. Can't seem to sleep after I got turned anyway."
that makes sense. i, uh - there were a couple of nights, back home, where i would just lie there and wait for the night to be over. although i did get a bit of resource collecting done sometimes as well. it's... it was awkward, back then. back when nobody knew. you had cleo, at least.
"I didn't have Cleo. I never had Cleo. It was all a lie, a stupid lie." she mumbled aggressively
really? you never got to speak to them about it? i mean, i know the whole thing with martyn ended poorly, but i thought you'd had at least one confidant.
just as well, i suppose. it proves what i've been saying all this time. the only home we really have is here, at least until we find a way to claim the beacons. we need to stay close to the heart of power. the heart of power who happens to also have some very nice coffins in his basement.
@jackvonpyroscythe: so! we've got a bit of downtime right now, don't we, while the humans are still recovering from that frankly chilling speech you gave them recently? so i thought, while we're still sitting about - is there any chance you'd be willing to talk to me about what oakhurst was like while it was still standing? you know, for my research paper!
“Ehh…I suppose I could humor you. Although I don’t know how much use a research paper could be to you now that you’ve been turned. I will admit, I might be a bit of a…biased source.” Owen shrugs, but agrees. “Not like I have too much to hide anymore, though. What did you want to know specifically?”
okay, so! this is something i've already spoken to shelby about, but i'll give you the short version. basically these two men called soaper and keeley came here a good few years ago, in the early 1900s, they were looking to find some evidence of what it was like living here before, you know, the place burned to the ground, and they found about forty documents in all that had managed to survive the fire. now, obviously, i wasn't able to bring any of that out with me, that's all still sitting in the archives, but i do have a pretty good grasp on what all the artefacts were and the kinds of things they don't tell us and all.
i guess my first question would be - so there's these two separate pamphlets in the collection, both church-made, we think from a few years apart, and they both bring up vampires in different ways. there's Be Not Beguiled which is kind of about, like, don't fall for a vampire's sinful charms, you might think they promise you worldly pleasures but you're actually signing your soul away to an eternity of damnation... and then there's Common Man's Wisdom which is mostly about just normal ways of keeping you safe but then it also has this whole big section about defending yourself from creatures of the night, which i didn't really understand before i got here, but now i think it might not be about vampires at all, it might be about those other creatures of the night that we keep fighting?
that's not a question, is it. erm. well, do those sound familiar to you, like any sermons you might have heard? you must've gone to church, when you were a young man?
“Ah.” Owen clicks his tongue as he contemplates this. “I haven’t heard of them. I was never much of a…religious individual, when I was human. Didn’t ever really go into the church.” He seems slightly uncomfortable. “I lived outside the town, actually. Along the outskirts. I wasn’t received very well when I went into town, so it was really for the best that I avoided the religious folk there.”
right… so if you weren't welcome in town, you probably weren't there for the lewis deed either… hmm… and i assume that goes for town meetings as well…
well, didn't i hear you say that you were ill, before you died? there's a woman called agnes black, who kept a diary through the latter half of the 1600s into the 1700s, when she presumably died with everybody else. it's pretty burnt up too, on account of the fire, but there's enough fragments that they were able to put together a fairly cohesive order for the pages. she was a healer, from what we understand of her writing. would you have known her? or her family?
“Ah, yes. I was…sickly, when I was a human. I think I can vaguely remember a healer—a few actually—though it was a very long time ago. I went often when I was younger, but stopped once I realized it was futile. Was there anything specifically you wanted to know about the healers? And uh…” Owen furrows his eyebrows slightly. “Sorry, what did you say about a ‘Lewis deed?’ Could you elaborate on that?”
ah! yes, of course! that's one of the older ones, i think. and one of the ones that's in better condition - i suspect there was a secret basement or something that soaper and keeley managed to dig up from under town, you know this place is full of crypts and catacombs, wouldn't surprise me. it's a contract that was drawn up in 1634 describing the sale of, like, a lot of land in the surrounding area to - huh. just put those pieces together now. to scott's family, the goldsmiths.
anyway, it has this clause in the middle of the contract that mentions that vampires will always be welcome to enter the property regardless of whoever is the current owner of the deed, which was always weird to me. but i suppose that's why - it's scott's kin! anyway, it's called the lewis deed because there was a mr edwin lewis who arbitrated it. why? does that ring more bells?
“Ah, well the name is certainly…familiar. He was the mayor at the time I lived there.” Owen pauses awkwardly, not sure if he wants to elaborate further on the subject. “I was…good friends with him. That is very interesting though—I think I’ve heard of the deed at least. I wish I could tell you more about it, but I’m sure my knowledge of it is about the same as yours.”
Owen hums quietly. “I also know the Goldsmiths go back for…a very long time. Before Oakhurst was even called Oakhurst. My knowledge mostly extends to what happened 200 years ago…I never got the chance to learn much about things from before that.”
yes, i think sire mentioned as much! perhaps i should ask him about it? or perhaps he wouldn't know - he would have been asleep already at the time, it would have been a descendant by then.
lord, i bet he owns all kinds of land round here by birthright even if he's not aware of it. this whole place must be ours in the absence of any other inheritors! unless whatever martyn was talking about has any merit?
“To the best of my knowledge, the land around here should still belong to Scott. Other than the town itself, of course.” Owen purses his lips, furrowing his brows. “I know there was also talk of his lineage being cursed—back when I was human at least. I’m not quite sure if the town mistook his family’s vampirism for some sort of curse, or if it was a separate issue. I never bothered with much of that gossip anyways.”
ah, fascinating. yes, i suspect that it might have been a conflation of the vampirism with a curse - with how vampires are talked about in contemporary literature, it'd certainly line up.
... do you... know how to read?
“Do I-? What kind of question is that?” Owen scoffs, crossing his arms. “Of course I know how to read. Why would it be your assumption that I can’t?“ Owen glares.
well, i don't know, literacy was lower back whenever you were first around! there's a reason soaper and keeley could only find forty documents in the whole history of the town. the people who did keep records and diaries, they're the higher-ups, the wealthy families. there's a couple of deeds next to the louis deed, actually, that have people just sign an x instead of their name. but if you knew him - louis, i mean - i suppose that's how you would have learned?
“I—yeah. Sure.” Owen responds almost too quickly. “We’ll go with that. Did you have any other questions?” He tries to divert the topic away from Louis, becoming increasingly agitated by the mention of him.
ah, always. there's gotta be a hundred different little things i'd love to know about oakhurst back when it was up and running. i suppose i could just ask you when the mood strikes, though, no?
“Yeah, of course, of course.” Owen waves the other off. “Well, I should get going, but I’ll see you later, yeah?”
i'm sure you will!
A NEW ERA!
@jackvonpyroscythe: sire told me that you've decided not to hold a grudge against him any more. and, if that's the case... (heavy sigh) i suppose i oughtn't hold one either. so... how are you finding the mausoleum? find a coffin you like for sleeping yet?
"No, I haven't yet. Uhm, How are you doing Pyro?"
i'm not exactly sunshine and rainbows at the minute, if you couldn't tell. but... i have had some time to sit in the woods and think about things. about what we have, and what we don't.
i'd like to be the kind of man who's grateful rather than bitter. remains to be seen if i can actually make that happen.
but i was about to go and get some rest, unless you wanted someone to keep you company?
"If you don't mind. Some company could be nice." she said reluctantly.
very well, then.
you know, you don't have to choose a coffin if you don't want to, but never resting gets awfully overstimulating after a while. it's good to have a place to take a break. and all of sire's friends left behind such lovely options for us to choose from!
... i do wonder, though. after you... you know. where were you sleeping? ... were you sleeping?
"Ah- no I haven't been. Can't seem to sleep after I got turned anyway."
that makes sense. i, uh - there were a couple of nights, back home, where i would just lie there and wait for the night to be over. although i did get a bit of resource collecting done sometimes as well. it's... it was awkward, back then. back when nobody knew. you had cleo, at least.
@jackvonpyroscythe: sire told me that you've decided not to hold a grudge against him any more. and, if that's the case... (heavy sigh) i suppose i oughtn't hold one either. so... how are you finding the mausoleum? find a coffin you like for sleeping yet?
"No, I haven't yet. Uhm, How are you doing Pyro?"
i'm not exactly sunshine and rainbows at the minute, if you couldn't tell. but... i have had some time to sit in the woods and think about things. about what we have, and what we don't.
i'd like to be the kind of man who's grateful rather than bitter. remains to be seen if i can actually make that happen.
but i was about to go and get some rest, unless you wanted someone to keep you company?
"If you don't mind. Some company could be nice." she said reluctantly.
very well, then.
you know, you don't have to choose a coffin if you don't want to, but never resting gets awfully overstimulating after a while. it's good to have a place to take a break. and all of sire's friends left behind such lovely options for us to choose from!
... i do wonder, though. after you... you know. where were you sleeping? ... were you sleeping?
so with all that has happened recently, do you feel that your opinion of Apo has changed in any way?
you know, i keep trying and trying to extend the olive branch to her. i really do. i... put aside the fact that she pushed me, and i try to help her with her hunger before it gets unbearable, and i swear to her time and time again that i'm not the kind of beast that she imagines me to be.
and every time, she swats my offering away, and she burns my house down, and she kills my pig right in front of me.
so... no, i can't really say that this is a change in opinion, because apo doing things to hurt me is not a new trend. she's been breaking my heart far longer now than we were ever friends and roommates.
my problem is that i'm a fool, and i keep trying to give her more chances anyway.
@jackvonpyroscythe: sire told me that you've decided not to hold a grudge against him any more. and, if that's the case... (heavy sigh) i suppose i oughtn't hold one either. so... how are you finding the mausoleum? find a coffin you like for sleeping yet?
"No, I haven't yet. Uhm, How are you doing Pyro?"
i'm not exactly sunshine and rainbows at the minute, if you couldn't tell. but... i have had some time to sit in the woods and think about things. about what we have, and what we don't.
i'd like to be the kind of man who's grateful rather than bitter. remains to be seen if i can actually make that happen.
but i was about to go and get some rest, unless you wanted someone to keep you company?
(ooc: pyro upload where are youuuuu..... i watched avid pov so asks are open but tentatively)
(OKAY. SEEN IT. ASKS OPEN FOR REAL.)
(ooc: pyro upload where are youuuuu..... i watched avid pov so asks are open but tentatively)
just checking in! you know, you all might have banished apo for her secrets, but that still leaves three of ours remaining on borrowed time here in town. we want you three to know the castle doors can always open for you if you want them to.
... well, i suppose that's not entirely true, sire did say there has to be a cutoff, but... i say, if someone literally begs for the gift, what reason have we to deny him?
although you do seem to be having some... second thoughts. and you've still got a little blood on you. got too hungry?
Avid glares, proto-claws digging into his own arms as he folds them. "Well we don't. Want them to. And we aren't yours."
Acceptance, though, is awfully alluring. Avid swallows, turning his gaze away. What makes him any different from the rest of them, anyway? Maybe they're not that bad, they've... well, Owen hasn't been friendly, but everyone else has at least been cordial. It was part of why Avid made the decision in the first place.
"It wasn't a choice," he says. "I was sick."
He's been having second thoughts since he asked Shelby to do it. He's been having second thoughts since he got here. Gods, this is miserable. He never should have come.
Shoulders stiffen at Pyro's words. He bares his teeth in a snarl. "It was an accident," he says, feeling slightly sick at the thought. "It's not gonna happen again."
ah! i see. i remember when i crossed that line. not too clearly, admittedly, but i do. no matter how certain you feel that you can keep control of yourself... you will always end up too hungry to keep your fangs pulled in.
@jackvonpyroscythe: so! we've got a bit of downtime right now, don't we, while the humans are still recovering from that frankly chilling speech you gave them recently? so i thought, while we're still sitting about - is there any chance you'd be willing to talk to me about what oakhurst was like while it was still standing? you know, for my research paper!
“Ehh…I suppose I could humor you. Although I don’t know how much use a research paper could be to you now that you’ve been turned. I will admit, I might be a bit of a…biased source.” Owen shrugs, but agrees. “Not like I have too much to hide anymore, though. What did you want to know specifically?”
okay, so! this is something i've already spoken to shelby about, but i'll give you the short version. basically these two men called soaper and keeley came here a good few years ago, in the early 1900s, they were looking to find some evidence of what it was like living here before, you know, the place burned to the ground, and they found about forty documents in all that had managed to survive the fire. now, obviously, i wasn't able to bring any of that out with me, that's all still sitting in the archives, but i do have a pretty good grasp on what all the artefacts were and the kinds of things they don't tell us and all.
i guess my first question would be - so there's these two separate pamphlets in the collection, both church-made, we think from a few years apart, and they both bring up vampires in different ways. there's Be Not Beguiled which is kind of about, like, don't fall for a vampire's sinful charms, you might think they promise you worldly pleasures but you're actually signing your soul away to an eternity of damnation... and then there's Common Man's Wisdom which is mostly about just normal ways of keeping you safe but then it also has this whole big section about defending yourself from creatures of the night, which i didn't really understand before i got here, but now i think it might not be about vampires at all, it might be about those other creatures of the night that we keep fighting?
that's not a question, is it. erm. well, do those sound familiar to you, like any sermons you might have heard? you must've gone to church, when you were a young man?
“Ah.” Owen clicks his tongue as he contemplates this. “I haven’t heard of them. I was never much of a…religious individual, when I was human. Didn’t ever really go into the church.” He seems slightly uncomfortable. “I lived outside the town, actually. Along the outskirts. I wasn’t received very well when I went into town, so it was really for the best that I avoided the religious folk there.”
right… so if you weren't welcome in town, you probably weren't there for the lewis deed either… hmm… and i assume that goes for town meetings as well…
well, didn't i hear you say that you were ill, before you died? there's a woman called agnes black, who kept a diary through the latter half of the 1600s into the 1700s, when she presumably died with everybody else. it's pretty burnt up too, on account of the fire, but there's enough fragments that they were able to put together a fairly cohesive order for the pages. she was a healer, from what we understand of her writing. would you have known her? or her family?
“Ah, yes. I was…sickly, when I was a human. I think I can vaguely remember a healer—a few actually—though it was a very long time ago. I went often when I was younger, but stopped once I realized it was futile. Was there anything specifically you wanted to know about the healers? And uh…” Owen furrows his eyebrows slightly. “Sorry, what did you say about a ‘Lewis deed?’ Could you elaborate on that?”
ah! yes, of course! that's one of the older ones, i think. and one of the ones that's in better condition - i suspect there was a secret basement or something that soaper and keeley managed to dig up from under town, you know this place is full of crypts and catacombs, wouldn't surprise me. it's a contract that was drawn up in 1634 describing the sale of, like, a lot of land in the surrounding area to - huh. just put those pieces together now. to scott's family, the goldsmiths.
anyway, it has this clause in the middle of the contract that mentions that vampires will always be welcome to enter the property regardless of whoever is the current owner of the deed, which was always weird to me. but i suppose that's why - it's scott's kin! anyway, it's called the lewis deed because there was a mr edwin lewis who arbitrated it. why? does that ring more bells?
“Ah, well the name is certainly…familiar. He was the mayor at the time I lived there.” Owen pauses awkwardly, not sure if he wants to elaborate further on the subject. “I was…good friends with him. That is very interesting though—I think I’ve heard of the deed at least. I wish I could tell you more about it, but I’m sure my knowledge of it is about the same as yours.”
Owen hums quietly. “I also know the Goldsmiths go back for…a very long time. Before Oakhurst was even called Oakhurst. My knowledge mostly extends to what happened 200 years ago…I never got the chance to learn much about things from before that.”
yes, i think sire mentioned as much! perhaps i should ask him about it? or perhaps he wouldn't know - he would have been asleep already at the time, it would have been a descendant by then.
lord, i bet he owns all kinds of land round here by birthright even if he's not aware of it. this whole place must be ours in the absence of any other inheritors! unless whatever martyn was talking about has any merit?
“To the best of my knowledge, the land around here should still belong to Scott. Other than the town itself, of course.” Owen purses his lips, furrowing his brows. “I know there was also talk of his lineage being cursed—back when I was human at least. I’m not quite sure if the town mistook his family’s vampirism for some sort of curse, or if it was a separate issue. I never bothered with much of that gossip anyways.”
ah, fascinating. yes, i suspect that it might have been a conflation of the vampirism with a curse - with how vampires are talked about in contemporary literature, it'd certainly line up.
... do you... know how to read?
“Do I-? What kind of question is that?” Owen scoffs, crossing his arms. “Of course I know how to read. Why would it be your assumption that I can’t?“ Owen glares.
well, i don't know, literacy was lower back whenever you were first around! there's a reason soaper and keeley could only find forty documents in the whole history of the town. the people who did keep records and diaries, they're the higher-ups, the wealthy families. there's a couple of deeds next to the louis deed, actually, that have people just sign an x instead of their name. but if you knew him - louis, i mean - i suppose that's how you would have learned?
“I—yeah. Sure.” Owen responds almost too quickly. “We’ll go with that. Did you have any other questions?” He tries to divert the topic away from Louis, becoming increasingly agitated by the mention of him.
ah, always. there's gotta be a hundred different little things i'd love to know about oakhurst back when it was up and running. i suppose i could just ask you when the mood strikes, though, no?
@zombie-cleo-farmer : I get what you mean by hunger now, lovely boy. I can't get rid of it, it's like a constant ache in my chest.
You know, you like to talk and talk about how i'm going back to you eventually because the humans are merciless, but I've found most of them to be..at least tolerant of us. The doctor is finding a cure, and some people have even tried to get you guys back-even avid tried. People aren't as mean as you all say they are, you know. If you weren't trying to kill them, maybe they'd accept you and welcome you.
i'm not trying to kill everybody! the only reason i even look like this is 'cause i want to make them all keep their distance. i've been helping sire with his rebuilding efforts and everything. at this level of strength, i really don't think i'd need to feed again for another week at least, by which point the doctor could have made plenty of progress on his cure effort, if he's aready made a start as you're suggesting.
and you can quit it with the nicknames. how's your lady friend doing, anyway? i saw her in the forest recently, all on her own. you're happy letting her go off like that in a town like this? anyone could catch her off guard.
why would you help your sire rebuild if you're hiding behind his back, waiting for a cure? Because there's no way little old Scott would approve of you looking for a way to go back to a human. You might not need to feed, but you sure like the power it gives you when other people think you do.
If you lay a single finger on Pearl, I will make sure your death is painful enough to make you regret it. She has never done anything to anyone, let alone you.
I-Look, I don't want to start a fight again. You're not a bad person, and I know people who will protect you if you come back. People who could defend you to Avid, who could help find you a cure without having to hide to do it. Scott or Owen might be too far gone, but you were a human just days ago, weren't you? You could go back to the Capital. Publish your work. Find people here who will stay in contact with you, people who would be there for you.
nobody could defend me to avid. my eyes are just a smidge the wrong colour and he's splashing me with holy water already, even before i've fully transformed. i didn't even touch him! i was specifically not touching him and he burned me!
but... i suppose i have been entertaining thoughts of going home. it's not like i have people waiting to embrace me, but it would certainly be interesting to see the looks on my classmates' faces when they saw what i've found out.
Avid specifically told Shelby she could go home, and offered her food. He attacked you because you hid, and were attempting to plant poisoned roses around. He might be a little...paranoid, but I don't think he would be that dangerous compared to the rest of the village, who are mostly neutral or willing to welcome you.
You can have people waiting for you at home, pyro. You just have to reach out. I-
I get how you feel, to some extent, but I've made friends here, and I'm glad I have ! I promise most people aren't here against you, pyro. No matter what he's told you.
i don't like your tone. you don't know anything about the people i left behind. and whatever you might believe, nobody but the humans turned me away from oakhurst.
Oh, give me a break. We've all had family die or reject us or hate us forever here, you're not special. Shelby has dedicated her life to avenging her father, Pearl's entire family just died, Martyn was abandoned, Apo is trying to get over the fact she's probably a monster to her partner, my mo-
Either way, we're all handling it over here. The only difference is that you're doing it by separating yourself from everyone.
The human-we didn't turn you away from Oakhurst, the hunger did. If it was us, then Apo and I would be having a party at your sire's castle.
You're not a bad person, Pyro. No one's trying to attack you except in self defense.
it's a bit rich that you're gpoing on about me being separated from everyone when i have plenty of people to go back to. what, do owen and shelby not count in your eyes? you think sire's not going to be here long-term? he said it was okay if i left, but while i can't do that, i'm going to be in perfectly good company.
Yeah, because you offering to help look for a cure and being openly afraid of Scott sure give off happy family vibes. Stay in your "perfectly good company" and call me when you need our help to become human again.
Gosh, I just hope your dear Scott hasn't crossed Apo and done anything to her. I couldn't save her, but maybe you or Shelby can help her.
i suspect it may be... a little too late for that. she's not happy about the way things transpired between her and scott in the first place. we're past crossed by now.
she's perfectly welcome at our place, though! unlike in town, it seems! what, did you, drift and avid stand idly by and let the humans eject her? you didn't stand up for one of your own? much more morally superior to what we're doing, sure.
We couldn't just reveal ourselves, not with the current situation. Caused by you, might I add. Apo will handle herself, I know it. As long as Scott doesn't get his claws on her.
Townfolks are...scared. Of us. Of you. That's why they banished Apo. They wouldn't have done so if you didn't come in and start ranting about how you're being watched by your sire, and how you can't even speak openly because he's always watching.
don't say it like that. he's more powerful than you could understand. and he's not gonna be happy that i've been stood around entertaining this pointless argument with you when i could have been finding a dozen better ways to spend my time.
@jackvonpyroscythe: huh. what's this? have the humans turned to more... drastic measures, then? keeping you locked up in the middle of town, instead of banishment where you might come crawling back where you belong? interesting.
It takes Avid a long moment to actually acknowledge Pyro's spoken at all--he lifts his head from where he's been staring at a fixed point across the cell, peers through the silver bars that keep him trapped inside.
"Huh?" He blinks, brain catching up with him. "Oh, no," and here he laughs, a little unsteadily, "no, I put myself here! 'Cause--because this is where I belong. Not with you guys, not--not with Shelby, or Scott, or anyone else. Just... somewhere else! Where I can't hurt anybody. It's very... effective!"
Avid tilts his head back, leaning against the wall as he turns, just a little, toward the door. "Why are you here?"
just checking in! you know, you all might have banished apo for her secrets, but that still leaves three of ours remaining on borrowed time here in town. we want you three to know the castle doors can always open for you if you want them to.
... well, i suppose that's not entirely true, sire did say there has to be a cutoff, but... i say, if someone literally begs for the gift, what reason have we to deny him?
although you do seem to be having some... second thoughts. and you've still got a little blood on you. got too hungry?
I hear you like rats, I have 4 :)
excellent! i'm fond of rats, yes. i like how, despite their reputation of being creatures of filth, they're actually very clean!
