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WELCOME TO YOUR PRIVATE CHANNEL, JOHN CHILDERMASS. FOR SECURE COMMUNICATION, USE 181.225.14.0 *** TheRavensMan has joined 181.225.14.0. <TheRavensMan> This is the network mail of John Childermass. I am currently following a nocturnal schedule, but will respond to you in as timely a fashion as I can.

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"In more than one sense," Childermass says, laughing. "She's the one who talked me into the show, matter of fact. But we've spent our fair share of time together."

He gives his friend a crooked, fangy grin. "Shared dinner once or twice. Gave a bit of new meanin' to playing with one's food."

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"You think you can hook us up again?" He makes another excited hand-flappy gesture and wiggles in his seat. "I haven't seen her around, but boy am I ready and willing for a round two! I know a killer place to find some cake!"

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"Happy to oblige," Childermass agrees. He hasn't actually been asked out on a date by Bert yet - give it a couple of weeks - but he's already thinking a bit more of the other dark-haired vampire in his life, the one whose family served King Arthur himself and who had shared corn dogs and roller coasters with him over talk of how odd it was to live in a place where it was perfectly fine to look at another man in public the same way one could at a woman.

"I have a feeling you two could keep each other busy fer quite some time."