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[exanimatus]

[dictated. he's lazy.]

It's funny. I'm a little surprised how many of you choose to bottle up such interesting things in your own minds. It'd make the place a whole lot livelier if you didn't.

But that aside, I'm looking for someone who'd be willing to give up some of their own blood. [a small, breathy sound. almost a laugh.] I suppose it's about

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[fishy_go_byebye]

Haven't you eated?

[exanimatus]

A little here and there, but with all the excitement, well...

I suppose it slipped my mind for a while.

[fishy_go_byebye]

[She thinks about this, and there's scraping over the journal as she moves a chair so she can reach her thoughts]

Do you need it? Like, you got all wrinkly and old and then you have to use more than a pin?

[exanimatus]

[he makes a small 'eugh' sound.] Not quite. Without it I'll simply become weak and tired, eventually stopping entirely. Some Black Blood go into a sort of torpor then and can only be awakened with more blood or powerful magic, but I'd rather not test whether I have that kind of capacity.

Regardless, I'd live for a long while, yet... but living below a certain level is undesirable. Uncomfortable. I like to avoid it.

[fishy_go_byebye]

You could have some, if you want.

[exanimatus]

Hm. I remember yours pretty well.

A little would be nice.

[fishy_go_byebye]

Okay~

[It doesn't take her long to appear. She rarely walked all the way anywhere. And knock knock knocks at his manor]

[exanimatus]

[oh, Del. her service is questionable but the delivery time is fantastic. one of the maids opens the front doors, actually, but Zelman is walking down the main stairs when she does.]

You're quick.

[fishy_go_byebye]

You used to live near lots of doors.

[And she slides around the maid, hands behind her back and careful not to touch.]

[exanimatus]

[the poor maid knows well enough by now to get quietly out of the way herself. D: Zelman always brings in the strangest guests.]

I still do. Now they're just all quiet and all to myself.

[fishy_go_byebye]

[She shakes her head because he doesn't understand, and skips towards him]

Do you have a pool?

[exanimatus]

[he'll wait for her to get there before turning and heading back up the stairs. he assumes she'll... follow along...]

Of what?

[fishy_go_byebye]

[She hadn't really thought of that what, following him, she shrugs.]

Sources?

[exanimatus]

Yes, unless you mean water.

In which case... not yet.

[he'll lead her off into one of the many rooms on the 2nd floor; just an empty bedroom.]

[fishy_go_byebye]

[She follows him calmly. In a very benign mood today, apparently.]

Oh.

[Vaguely disappointed]

[exanimatus]

[goodness. D:]

Hey, what's with that mood all of a sudden?