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networkinthenight2019-12-07 09:59 pm
originallutece) wrote in networkinthenight2019-12-07 09:59 pm
first experiment; 9:53 PM
For our more vampiric population, I come to you with a solution for your dietary problems.
I've invented artificial blood. A substance you can consume without harming others, but that will sustain you much as food and water. I owe a debt to Elena for helping me test them.
Unfortunately, it cannot yet be used in a medical sense-- for blood transplants, which are, by the by, a very important part of medical knowledge, which makes up the second part of this announcement.
If you do not know your blood type, come see me, and I can at least determine it. Blood types are a vital bit of information in a place where one routinely gets cut to bits. Transfusing blood-- that is, the act of giving one's blood to another-- can save a life in many cases. However, if the wrong sorts of blood interact, the result can be deadly.
Many of you do not know your blood type. This will, inevitably, come back to bite you.
So. I suggest you come by my lab within the next few days and find out, before you nearly die of an injury, manage to make it back to town, and then die of your original blood sensing the invader and killing off the cells that came to theoretically heal you. What a horrible, ironic death that would be.
I've invented artificial blood. A substance you can consume without harming others, but that will sustain you much as food and water. I owe a debt to Elena for helping me test them.
Unfortunately, it cannot yet be used in a medical sense-- for blood transplants, which are, by the by, a very important part of medical knowledge, which makes up the second part of this announcement.
If you do not know your blood type, come see me, and I can at least determine it. Blood types are a vital bit of information in a place where one routinely gets cut to bits. Transfusing blood-- that is, the act of giving one's blood to another-- can save a life in many cases. However, if the wrong sorts of blood interact, the result can be deadly.
Many of you do not know your blood type. This will, inevitably, come back to bite you.
So. I suggest you come by my lab within the next few days and find out, before you nearly die of an injury, manage to make it back to town, and then die of your original blood sensing the invader and killing off the cells that came to theoretically heal you. What a horrible, ironic death that would be.
no subject
( He answers, and he'll be certain to force supper on her when they get there. He wouldn't say that he nags, but he's been getting quite close to it ever since she stumbled home bloodied and wounded. When she walks over, he stands and dons his coat, his hat, and gloves. )
If you are not yet tired, we could read together.
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[She really would. She's gotten used to these comfortable nights, sitting with him with the fire roaring. It's comfortable, but more than that: it's safe. Contained, in a way she likes very much indeed.]