Here comes the Anarchs! (Open)

"Of course I could decorate with you" he smirked

She looked over and snorted, "I'm hardly the Venus type. Whatever would you do with me?"

"Oh if I couldn't find a sadistic use, Raz0r could." he chuckled

She giggled. " I'm sure. Although I think I am much more fun as is."

"I would have to agree. Malks can be pretty entertaining"

"I'll remember to be more entertaining....perhaps I can write Sir a sonnet?" she chuckles. "Or I could just sing more."

"It sings and writes too?" he smirked

She chuckles, "But of course! What do you think I did in a British college? Party?"

"Do they even have parties in British colleges?"

"Yes, but not like here. They feel no need to prove their worthiness by drinking." She said. *rolls eyes*" They have more important things .. like footy and ....footie!"

"What... is this footie of which you speak? It sounds dull. Or disturbingly British. Which means dull with a tinge of insanity that nobody outside of England could even hope to grasp."

She giggles, "Yes, soccer and rugby...and for the uninitiated they are.....peculiar. However, it's closer to say few within America could even hope to grasp, because the rest of the planet is on board."

"Ah yes. It is how they exercise their violent inclinations, and fuel the alcoholic beverage industry"

"I hardly think we're ones to talk....ah, let the sheep have their games....it keeps them placated and distracted."

"I built a bomb that blew up a Lasombra ship one time" he said innocently

She laughed a bit creepily, " Chunky Lasombra in fish broth......sounds.....delightful."

"You know what else I build? Rifles that can take the head off a kindred from half a mile away."

Her eyes light up " Really? You must show me these extraordinary weapons some day."

"Perhaps. I do not build them for just anybody. Even other Anarchs do not always get what I can create."

She smiles, "I know you'd not make me one...no one trusts my kind with weapons like that..but I would love to see them one day."

"I gave a mad bomber a bomb one time." he smiled "She dropped a bridge with it. That had a train on it. Full of sabbat. Most amusing. Of course then she also blew up a vacant house she was convinced was haunted by the ghost of a mouse she killed as a mortal."

She chuckled, "Well, the difference is...she was discriminating...me, not so much. I'd enjoy blowing up a track...and watching the panic as they tried to stop the train. " She giggled, "Not like I'd give them enough time to do so...only just enough to think that maybe ...just maybe ...if God loved them enough....." She smiled brightly at him, "....but I digress..."