[ the ways in which this guy may or may not be human don't necessarily go unnoticed, but it's really not important to her. (when your "coworkers" include the likes of a robot that hates humanity and keeps grafting flesh onto itself, a thing that's some kind of pile of bodies and portal to some kind of nightmare realm, and dracula, it's hard to be surprised by someone who just seems kinda weird.) ]
I'm fine.
[ she says it as she pulls another shard of glass from her arm and tosses it to the ground, voice tight and obviously annoyed. julie makes no effort to hide the knife, nor does she hold it with any immediate intent. as casual as holding a drink or a bag. or it would be, if it wasn't a knife and she wasn't also bleeding all over the place. ]
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I'm fine.
[ she says it as she pulls another shard of glass from her arm and tosses it to the ground, voice tight and obviously annoyed. julie makes no effort to hide the knife, nor does she hold it with any immediate intent. as casual as holding a drink or a bag. or it would be, if it wasn't a knife and she wasn't also bleeding all over the place. ]
What's up with this place anyway?