Martha's 4th - Day 99 early morning (1 AM ish) - Private voice to Mina

[notrosesshadow]

Hi Mina,

Interesting lot we have here. Made one house call, talked with a few others in the office. One gentleman... a Raphael who is asking me what we need for medical supplies. I can't actually answer him unless I have a complete list. Mind comparing notes?

((OOC: PS, is there a list of what they have or are we just making it up. I've already mentioned different OTC pain meds, the cots, antibacterial ointment, and some gauze.))

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[primogen_vampirate]

Ah, you've met one of our resident angels. That must have been...something.

((OOC: Probably making most of it up, other than the stuff that I had Mina arriving with...She did, however, raid a bit from one of the supply drops.))

[notrosesshadow]

Him and a kid named Samandriel. Well, not a kid so much as he's actually an angel. Which is really creepy by the way. Last time I met angels they were made of stone and the sent me and the Doctor back to 1969.

But that's not the point. Supplies. Do you know why he would be asking us about supplies?

[primogen_vampirate]

Angels don't need traditional medicine. Perhaps he's curious as a patron.

[notrosesshadow]

But can he do that? Where would he be getting the supplies from?

[primogen_vampirate]

Other than the clinic, I honestly don't know.

[notrosesshadow]

[Martha falls silent for a moment.]

I have to admit I'm curious. He asked what we needed most. Do you have an opinion on that?

[primogen_vampirate]

Besides patient cooperation?

An x-ray machine would do wonders. I'm guessing at broken bones, especially ribs.

[notrosesshadow]

Yes, I helped with ribs earlier today actually. I'll let him know.

People are asking me what I am asking for trades. Is the barter system that prevalent here?

[primogen_vampirate]

Well, month is pretty worthless. And supplies are limited.

[notrosesshadow]

It's been so long since I've accepted anything for my services. I'll have to give it more thought.

[Likely she still won't do much trading-wise. Perhaps it's a bit naive, but this isn't home and it's really only a few steps up from her world.]

[primogen_vampirate]

If you'll take my advice, dear. Be cheap, don't be philanthropic.

[notrosesshadow]

You're probably right.

[She frowns as she looks over her notes.]

Have you met Meg yet?

[primogen_vampirate]

Meg? No. Doesn't ring a bell.

Then again, I tend to keep to myself these days. Why?

[notrosesshadow]

Talked with her on the communicators today. Was just wondering if you knew her at all. A lot of people answered my message. I was not expecting it at all.

[primogen_vampirate]

A new face is always cause for excitement.

And you? A rather useful and pretty face.

[notrosesshadow]

I'll give you useful. I think Gabriel just delights in being a twat.

[primogen_vampirate]

Gabriel?

[notrosesshadow]

An angel. One of the many.

[primogen_vampirate]

Which one is Gabriel?

[notrosesshadow]

The one who butts his nose into everything and flirts incessantly.

[primogen_vampirate]

...is he blond?

[notrosesshadow]

Blondish... looks like he's in his mid-30s.

[primogen_vampirate]

Ah.

I see. Yes. I'm familiar with that gentleman.

[notrosesshadow]

I'm sure he just delights in trying to get a rise out of people.

[primogen_vampirate]

Of that, I have absolutely no doubt.