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>Ball's in your court, Van Helsing - This is the surviving
>vestige of a silly note I jotted down when this scene first occurred
>to me:
>

Captain's log, stardate whenever. Life goals checklist update:item "Be the Filling in a Vampire Sandwich" completed with S-rank distinction "Totally Wholesome" and gold bonus achievement unlock "Zero Blood Loss". Ball's in your court, Van Helsing. Gryphon out.

>
>Discussing it in online DMs, Jaymie suggested that the phrase
>"captain's log, stardate" should trigger an automatic offsite backup
>function in the omni-tool note software, so that this musing would,
>unbeknownst to its author, be forwarded to someplace where Skuld would
>see it. Unfortunately that probably wouldn't work across the
>time/dimension gap—omni-tools are sophisticated, but not that
>sophisticated—and anyway, he's not awake enough to even have the
>complete thought, much less record it. But the last line remains,
>reflecting the overall sentiment, which is that vampire hunters can
>take the asshole train to the end as far as he's concerned right now.
>:)

Oh, I think this is perfectly possible--not in real time, but in a buffer state, like a print job patiently waiting for the laptop to be reconnected to the LAN with the printer on it. Soon as he gets back Skuld gets something that makes her laugh out loud and REALLY want to find out what in Midgard happened.

>For the record, he's not literally calling out the late Abraham van
>Helsing, who did good work against a vampire who Needed Killing in the
>1890s. He has in mind the real Van Helsing's latter-day successors
>back in the 25th century, who are a lot less judicious about their
>target selection. Think of them as the Jokerz of vampire
>hunters—the brand name and the flash, but none of the substance.

The clowns we saw in both Marcy's intro story and Saya's date with Etrigan.

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Authors of our fates
Orchestrate our fall from grace
Poorest players on the stage
Our defiance drives us straight to the edge