[Flagg. What sort of name was that? Not that it matters what name the bastard goes by.]
[Bert's glad he's taken his incorporeal form, so he can't bristle in irritation. He's no sorcerer! But the implications sting him, feed his own insecurities. It isn't as though he hasn't wrestled with what being a vampire means for him. He's even called himself, in jest, a 'Red thing'. As always, he jokes because if he doesn't the thoughts are too terrifying, too much.]
[He's always been afraid there's more darkness in his heart than the average man's.]
I haven't taken up a damned thing, it's just what vampires here can do. Can turn into other things, too.
[But he can't hold it very long yet, Bert's still learning how to use his abilities. He drifts downwards and solidifies, betting on his speed to save him if Flagg tries anything.]
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[Bert's glad he's taken his incorporeal form, so he can't bristle in irritation. He's no sorcerer! But the implications sting him, feed his own insecurities. It isn't as though he hasn't wrestled with what being a vampire means for him. He's even called himself, in jest, a 'Red thing'. As always, he jokes because if he doesn't the thoughts are too terrifying, too much.]
[He's always been afraid there's more darkness in his heart than the average man's.]
I haven't taken up a damned thing, it's just what vampires here can do. Can turn into other things, too.
[But he can't hold it very long yet, Bert's still learning how to use his abilities. He drifts downwards and solidifies, betting on his speed to save him if Flagg tries anything.]