The Preserve, Sunday night

[allie-vamp.livejournal.com]

After two days Allie had realized that it was one of those weekends.

Fortunately she seemed to have once again managed to avoid having a visitor of her own. But that still didn't stop her from calling and leaving a message.

Amused, she continued making her way through the preserve.

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[gunslingerpose]

Allie, you absolute brat. Guess who was making a panicked phone call, having just set foot in L.A. again, after a ridiculously long series of really shitty Portalocity stopovers. Go on, guess.

If Nikolai ever had to spend another three hours in the reality populated mostly by giant man-eating blind cave shrimp, he was going to punch a gnome in the mouth. Nothing like a message telling him he was a daddy to get his mind off of that, anyway.

Ring ring, Allie!

[allie-vamp.livejournal.com]

Allie had been waiting for this call.

She was a terrible friend.

Forcing herself to stop snickering, she answered the call.

"Hello proud papa."

[gunslingerpose]

You were cruel, Allie. So cruel.

"No way. Nooooo fuckin' way. I have a list. A list of things I'm never going to do, ever, so help me fucking god, and 'father a child' is waaay up near the top."

Which he'd always kind of figured would be a thing, but that whole 'becoming an energy vampire freak' shtick had kind of cemented that for him.

[allie-vamp.livejournal.com]

"Think how I feel. One, vampire! It's not supposed to be possible. Two, I think we're missing a step on the whole how kids are created thing." And huh, wasn't that an interesting mental picture.

[gunslingerpose]

"Well, I'm a little bit on the wrong side of the country to take care of that step. And you're a little too busy with a kid?" A beat. "Why, is this your way of telling me you're interested?"

Shut up, Nikolai was incorrigible and damn proud of it.

[allie-vamp.livejournal.com]

"If I was I'd like to think I'd have a better way of letting you know then a random phone call." All those trashy novels had to be good for something.