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tushanshu_ooc2016-11-21 06:23 pm
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She's sitting at an outdoor table in the fire sector when Devin approaches her, and she can't help but smile.
"You know, there's a lot of ways to interpret that," she replies. Her smile exposes a familiar pair of fangs between her pierced lips. "Care to narrow it down?"
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The fangs are suggestive of vampirism, but not conclusive. Lots of things had fangs.
"I find that being specific in this case is very off-putting for most people," Devin answers mildly. "It's difficult to get answers when you can't engage in the first place. This is why I prefer conversation to interrogation. But since you asked, I'm looking for someone willing to part with a pint or two of their blood, lest I become unmanageable."
She seemed like the type to at least be aware of his kind, if not among them, and therefore less fearful of his requirements.
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"But that's off-topic. You're a foreigner, yes? Do you know if you can consume Kedan blood or not?"
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He glanced around them, mostly out of habit and situational awareness, and then nodded. "I am indeed one of the Foreigners, much to my displeasure. I haven't yet had a chance to explore the possibility of the kedan, but given how humanoid they are I would imagine their blood would do. I would still need to find someone willing in order to try."
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"They may have two legs and two arms, but from what I've been led to believe Kedan have more in common with lizards than with humans. Even so, I think you might be going about this the wrong way."
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Let her make of that what she would. He sat down opposite her with a laid back sort of grace, but he wasn't relaxed. Not really, not matter how much it looked like he was.
"There's only one way to find out, I suppose. What would you suggest I do? I refuse to assault anyone, and if I don't meet certain requirements I will become a problem."
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"If 'assault someone' is what you got from that, I obviously need to speak more plainly." She had to question what kind of people he was hanging out with that he felt the need to assert that. Still, she was glad he was against it.
"I meant that we have a private-ish network with a rather significant support system in place for foreigners. Being upfront about your specific needs will get you a lot more than trying to be subtle about it. In fact, Zatanna at the welcome center seems to be pretty well-versed in this kind of thing."
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The vampire looked pensive; he'd been made aware of the network when he arrived. "She seemed kind enough. It is an option I had considered exploring, and perhaps I will if enough time goes by without a suitable alternative, but admitting to being a predator in even that public of a way likely won't win me any friends." He sighed. "Where I come from, humans that know of my species are either obsessed or repulsed, almost exclusively. Explaining myself goes against many of my instincts."
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"If you refuse to assault people for blood, you aren't a predator. That's a label for the 'how', not the 'what.'"
She does think that he's overreacting, but even if she doesn't understand his hangups, she's sensitive to them. "How much blood do you need? How regularly?"
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"A parasite, then," he amended.
He really hated being a vampire.
"A pint every other week would be sufficient," he answered, volume low. He sighed quietly. "I'll likely have a lot of assuaging to do on the subject of vampirism, regardless of who the volunteer might be, if I were to announce myself to the Foreigners. But I suppose that may be an inevitability."
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She started thinking of some people she might try to approach about this.
"Who have you met so far?"
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Hopefully Devin can skip anything illegal. "I'm not used to this, you're right. It's easier, where I come from. I've been introduced to the young lady at the Welcome Center and have bumped into one or two other Foreigners - they were more or less wary but no one has run the other way yet."