‘i’ll leave the easier things to the novices… i mean, i don’t do too much hunting myself these days. not like i used to. vampires, werewolves, ghosts… sometimes i wonder how the public never picks up on those.’ people were too hopeful in the face of things that didn’t add up. so willing to believe whatever words the police had printed in the papers.
‘i can’t imagine living afterward, even if i healed up. i mean, it’s damn awful when you see those injuries catch up with someone… but at least they don’t gotta deal with living with all of those memories.’
‘true, but sometimes… people are stubborn. they refuse to die and have to accept what had happened. then again, demons leaving meat suits that are alive… either do so for a reason or they don’t understand the need for disposing of one.’ most demons would kill their host… that was the way of things. to not do so… well.. that was just plain weird. surviving? well, it was rare but it happened. ‘usually they are just idiots… leaving a host alive is dangerous.’