[VOICE; LOCKED to "Pendragon"]

[primogen_vampirate]

[Someone hasn't eaten in a few days and is starting to get peckish. She's hesitant to go down this road, but so far this is the only prospect aside from Carter, who she respects a bit too much.

So her lazy drawl comes on over the communications network, appropriately in ancient Norse because...why not?]

I'm starting to think that you were all talk, darling.

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[primogen_vampirate]

It would be rather counterproductive for me to want to eliminate my only food source. Don't you think?

[hung_garian]

Only? Please, I'm worth three humans and a Big Mac, easily.

[primogen_vampirate]

Big Mac?

[Must be future slang. She waves it off as unimportant.]

If you want my honest opinion--and enjoy this rare dose of honesty--here it is: Change is at the heart of what human beings are. And they possess this where other creatures lack it. They are philosophers, explorers, and they have the power to create and destroy in the same breath. The understand themselves better than any of God's creatures. That is the exploration that awaits them—not mapping stars and studying nebulae, but charting the unknown possibilities of existence.

[hung_garian]

Huh. Personally I just think it's neat they invented chocolate, but if you wanna get all Rousseau about it...

[primogen_vampirate]

[She laughs. Mina likes being seen as smart. That's why she uses unnecessarily big words all the time.]

I became a doctor because I like money. But my covenant of vampire believes in cultivating life. And I chose that because I believe in it too. And I can cultivate human life.

[A pause.]

And I've never had chocolate.

[hung_garian]

You can't have never had chocolate. I'm pretty sure that's illegal.

[primogen_vampirate]

Afraid it's true, darling. Where I grew up, it wasn't a reality of life.

[hung_garian]

Sweetheart, you haven't lived. Or unlived, or whatever it is vampires do.

[primogen_vampirate]

Is it really so special?

[hung_garian]

I think so. You could be one of those freaks who think it's not a big deal.

[primogen_vampirate]

A missed opportunity of my life, it seems. Hardly the first and it won't be the last.

[hung_garian]

Defeatist much, honey? It's not like you'll never get another chance to have any.

[primogen_vampirate]

Vampires must be very different in your world.

My kind can't eat.

[hung_garian]

Can't or don't? 'Cause so long as you've still got a digestive system, I don't see why you can't.

[primogen_vampirate]

Can't. The system has long since atrophied. Our attempts to eat result in a rather bloody vomit situation.

And I do mean "bloody" in the literal sense.

[hung_garian]

Huh. Well, that'd probably complicate the experience a bit.

[He makes a face.]

Guess you could just not swallow it.

[Chocolate is serious business, okay.]

[primogen_vampirate]

There is that. Or I suppose you could lace blood with it. That is how I enjoy my rum.

[hung_garian]

The amount of candy I eat, I probably already did. Maybe that's what the electric thing was, a sugar high.

[primogen_vampirate]

An interesting theory. I'm afraid I'm ill-equipped to test it out.

[hung_garian]

Shame. I was thinking we could go for a bit of reciprocal scientific investigation. Oh well. My career in biochemistry will just have to wait.

[primogen_vampirate]

Ah, chemistry is dull anyway.

[hung_garian]

There's definitely better ways to spend one's time.

[primogen_vampirate]

And I imagine you have several suggestions, my dear Pendragon?

[hung_garian]

Always do, sweetcheeks.

[primogen_vampirate]

Something for me to look forward to, then.