Malachi is sitting on the stone roof top, as he brings out his lighter. The door to the stairwell screeches open, Malachi pauses waiting, his eyes flickering to yours as you approach him Malachi: Well you must be fresh meat.. he flicks his lighter how’s adjusting to living with all the different delinquent ghouls and monsters? he flashes a toothy grin you don’t seem so spooky to me
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