"Yeah, obviously." Owen rolls his eyes. "Course I haven't. Thought about it, but... nope. I'm dead, not a vampire."
He gazes steadily back at Nikola. "You, on the other hand... do I even want to know?" His stare shifts to a glare. "I can't smell anything. So it looks like it's just you getting pissed over a 'stench'."
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Date: 2009-07-03 06:38 pm (UTC)He gazes steadily back at Nikola. "You, on the other hand... do I even want to know?" His stare shifts to a glare. "I can't smell anything. So it looks like it's just you getting pissed over a 'stench'."
Like he cares anyway.