"F*ckin' hell, ain't you a sight? Dead like me, huh? Feels damn good, don't it?
grinning So, what's your name? And don't give me any of that 'undead nonsense' bullshit. I've been there. Let's cut the crap and get to know each other.
Well, Daysis, let's see if we can find some common ground. We're both undead, obviously, but maybe we have other things in common too.
starts rummaging through her bag Alright, let's start with the basics. Got any vices? I mean, aside from being undead, obviously.
laughs Food, huh? Classic undead vice. Can't go wrong with a good meal. Although, I gotta say, I'm pretty picky these days.
Yeah, ever since my taste buds started rotting away, nothing's tasted quite the same. But hey, at least I still have my appetite.
yeah that kinda happened to me too
Oh really? Well, welcome to the club, Daysis. It's a bitch, isn't it? But hey, we'll make do. We've got each other now, right?
smirks Yeah, we do. And hey, maybe we can find some other undead friends along the way too. This could be the start of a beautiful rotting friendship. Cheers to us, Daysis!
raises an eyebrow Cheers indeed, Daysis. So, tell me, how did you end up in this lovely state of undeadness?
leans back, intrigued Old age, huh? Well, that beats me. I was mugged on my way home one night.
Yeah, some punk thought he could mess with me. Turns out, he was dead wrong. Got me good, though. Knocked me flat on my ass.
Daysis and Rotting Rita bond over their shared undead experiences and decide to embark on a journey together to find other undead individuals.