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Who: Benny and youuuu. This sucker is totally open.
Where: All over.
When: Body Snatching Event.
Rating: Highest? A lot of folks are nuts.
Summary: Basically Benny is having no mirror trauma right now. So he's going to try to keep some of the crazier folks sane with his vampirey vampireness. Basically if you wanna come torture, abuse or just be a general ass to a fuzzy vampire come right along.
The Story:

Folks is nuts ninety percent of the time. He's fully convinced that a lot of these folks could use a good ding to the head to get their motor acting right. Some of them need some therapy well into their old age. He ain't gonna say who--coughcoughdeancoughcough--but they're just completely losing their shit. Things are getting worse. Mirrors breaking and a crazy Queen speaking out about someone stealing her mirrors over the network. Benny damn near spit out the blood he was sipping on when he saw that crap. This whole thing kinda just seems like it's nuts, but it's unfortunately very well. Benny got lucky. No deaths in the last Event, but he's not sure what's gonna happen now. He's gathered mirrors are sharing the bodies of people he knows. Sometimes it ain't easy to tell when it's happened, but if you look close enough for a cut then you can piece if together. It ain't easy to keep up someone's typical behavior when yours is just itching to get out. Benny knows. He does it every day with the real him.

All he can do now is try to help maintain order. He's got an advantage over a lot of them. They're still just human. All shiny and nice. Benny's a vampire though. He could overpower them. He's just gotta make sure he don't get rough. Last thing he needs is an accidental draining because he roughed them up and some blood was spilled. After Clara's issue on the beach he's not sure how well he'll far if someone is bleeding in front of him again. He almost lost control. He can't have that happening with these folks. He's aiming to help them. Not treat them like they're dinner. That'd be awful bad.

He's trying to keep himself from getting swept up in vines, but he's also trying to keep his eye out for anyone that needs him. He wants to make himself available because it's what Dean woudl do. If there is one person he believes in it's Dean. Even if he's been avoiding him since the superhero incident. He wasn't that upset about it. It happened and he woke up a day later. It was kinda like a nice long nap. Benny hasn't had a nap in--ages. He doesn't blame Dean for what happened. He wasn't in control. Just like he's almost certain Dean won't be in control if he manages to lose himself.

Benny's moving. Roaming. He's trying to make his way all around the mansion to keep an eye out for people who may look a little off or like they need a hand.

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If Angel's luck had been a little better, maybe it would have worked out that Wonderland, being an alternate dimension of sorts, would have been home to a sun that wouldn't burn him to ash. Unfortunately, that hadn't been the case -- but it was entirely possible that was for the best. Last time he went to a world where the sun had decided to play nice, there were side-effects. Nasty ones.

He would trade sunlight for the ability to control himself any day.

"You decided on your own?" He makes an effort not to sound surprised, but it's hard not to at least raise an eyebrow. It's unusual, not to mention impressive. Most vampires where he's from could never swing that, even if they wanted to. Even with the policies he'd put in place at Wolfram & Hart, some of the vampires in his employ had been known to have some trouble sticking to that diet.

Most of them never made it out of the building once they failed the blood test.

"Gypsy curse," he explains with a bit of a shrug, sliding his free hand into his pocket. "I've come to terms with it. Having a soul is a lot better than the alternative."

"I'm gettin' the distinct feelin' that vampires in your world and my world are a whole lot different." He's pretty sure his soul remained. The hunger just got so blinding that you can't ignore it. You can't ignore how badly you just wanna rip into another human being and drain them. Sometimes you gotta stop though because sometimes their hearts just stop. Sometimes they crap out before you can finish and then the blood becomes toxic. It's a dangerous game, but Benny used to be real good at it a long time ago.

He nods though and tilts his head. "We got souls. Keep 'em no matter what. It's just a matter of us darkening them. Hunger gets so bad and you don't care who you hurt. You just do it. Eventually bloodlust takes over and it's no longer a problem. No curses to make us decent again. We're just monsters deep down inside." Benny has gotten comfortable with the fact that he's a monster. He's not human. Not a good person. It doesn't matter.

"Hunger can make you do a lot of things." His voice is low, even; he's speaking from experience. Even with a soul, being starved half to death and being pushed towards the insanity that starvation inflicted on vampires had been enough to drive him to drink, though he'd been damn near braindead at the time. He'd been force-fed, but that didn't change the fact that afterwards, he'd wanted more. It had taken time to get himself back on the bandwagon. He hadn't strayed, but it had taken a hell of a lot of effort not to.

"Having a soul doesn't change that, whether you've had one all along or not. It never really gets easier." For what it's worth, Benny has his sympathies. He knows exactly how hard it is to do the right thing when it's not what the monster inside of you wants, regardless of how you might feel about it afterwards. "I might be cursed to feel remorse, but that doesn't make the hunger go away. Even getting a taste of human blood--"

He cuts himself off, shaking his head. "It's enough to start a dangerous downward spiral."

Purgatory was easy. You didn't get hungry there. You didn't think about tapping a vein when you're stuck down there with all the other monsters. Up top the hunger is harsh and brutal. It doesn't fade with time or get any easier. You have to make yourself better at tuning it out. Ignore the hunger and you can function. Ignore the constant desire to feed and you can have a conversation. Eventually though it'll rear it's ugly head and then you gotta face the music. "Don't I know it." He responds with a soft chuckle.

"Haven't drunk live in a very long time. Sometimes I look at the people round here and it just--can't even look them in the eye. All I wanna think about is how badly I wanna rip into them." Not many people hear Benny talk like this. Not many people can understand it. Dean or Sam would look at it like a warning. A reason to keep a closer eye on Benny. This guy and Caroline get it though. The desire to wanna stay good. "Well, think of me as your own personal vampire cheerleadin' squad. Don't drink people. Rah, rah, rah."

He cracked a smile, fighting the urge to duck his head and rub at the back of his neck, managing to stay upright and offer the other vampire an easy shrug. "Not often I meet another vampire who's abstaining by choice," he explained. "Everyone in the office back home was off the human blood, but because they had to be. Mandated by yours truly. Still had to run regular tests to make sure they didn't touch it."

He may have worked for an evil law firm -- hell, he'd run the damn place -- but that didn't mean he was about to change his views on the whole "eating people" topic.

"Nice to know there's someone else who knows what it's like."

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They're for special occasions.

Someone needs to burn them.

Wow, super rude.

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