fourteenth taste.

[madly_blooming]

All this sickness smells disgusting. I do hope everyone is remembering to bathe outside of their death throes.

Though I suppose that wouldn't help your smell to those of us with heightened senses if your blood is turning to diseased sludge.

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[fortuna_eterna]

I will be thankful I have no such senses, then.

[madly_blooming]

But I'm sure that you still smell wonderful, Mr. Gandor.

[fortuna_eterna]

You flatter me, as usual, Miss Hiou.

[madly_blooming]

Simply being honest. I rather enjoy your scent.

[small_comfort]

... You can smell disease that acutely?

... That's amazing!

[madly_blooming]

I am a predator. Naturally, I should be able to tell what is good to eat and what isn't, shouldn't I?

[small_comfort]

... I suppose I didn't realize predators were that impressive.

[madly_blooming]

You might realize it if you weren't such easy prey, my dear.

[concept_killer]

.......

[madly_blooming]

Yes, love?

[concept_killer]

Don't call me that.

[madly_blooming]

What shall I call you then to illustrate my affection?

[crossingdanger]

I'll actually have to agree with you on that.

[madly_blooming]

The two of us actually agreeing on something? How odd. Are you quite alright?

[crossingdanger]

I'm fine.

They just stink.

[madly_blooming]

Truly, they do. Have they quarantined themselves at least?

[i_themagician]

I'll try not to get sick for your sake, then.

[madly_blooming]

It'd be a shame for blood as tasty as yours to go sour, Mr. Reed.

[i_themagician]

On general principle? Or because you wanted another taste?

[madly_blooming]

Mmm...a bit of both. Or perhaps more of the latter.