great. Just great. I'm not sure whether to be jumping with joy or to sulk in a corner.
I'm sitting with Fudge -- the idiot who just told me that I've been proven innocent. But now I'm into the dirty work of slaying. The truth is -- I AM innocent, so why the slaying? I don't deserve it!
but the bozo doesn't seem to care... yapping about my new job and such. I got no choice. The demetors are getting to me.
Now normally I wouldn't handle this as any big deal. Hey, I've had harder jobs, right? But I can't. Because for one thing -- I haven't got the FAINTEST idea of how to slay vamps.