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[primogen_vampirate]

[Mina's sitting at a desk of some kind, leaned back, feet propped up and crossed at the ankles. She has a relaxed air, despite putting ample amounts of willpower into ensuring that her image comes through on the feed.

For a moment, she plays with the earring in her right ear (she doesn't wear on in the left), her tongue running over the tips of her teeth.]

Well. Now that we've made it through this sensational ordeal of seeing life through each other's eyes, embracing our differences, and coming together with a good, old-fashioned sense of community. Or whatever it is we did. I suppose now is as good a time as any to inform you all that I am, in fact, a vampire.

Yes. I am a legally certified doctor.

No. I don't feed off of my patients.

Yes. I do drink blood.

No. I don't want yours.

[A pause.]

And no. I don't sparkle.

If any of you have some sort of problem with this, you're welcome to come over to House 18 and kill me. It would certainly relieve the monotony of life. And it seems you have no need for a spare doctor around here. Otherwise, goodnight and do have a pleasant tomorrow.

Comments

[burnburnburn]

Then your humans must be pretty boring. In my world even the most remote tribes have some sort of a name for the planet. Leave them in a place for a year and they'll probably have a name for most of the biggest rocks and trees.

[primogen_vampirate]

There's a difference between a name for a planet and a name for a world, darling.

[burnburnburn]

[He's not pleased with the endearment]

And what's that, woman?

[primogen_vampirate]

A matter of scale.

[burnburnburn]

That's not very informative.

[primogen_vampirate]

You're not very pleasant. What did you expect?

[burnburnburn]

[His lip curls]

Are you one of those women who needs compliments and pretty words before you'll stop being so coy with your information?

[primogen_vampirate]

No. I'm one of those women who demands to be respected before I'll stop being so coy with my information.

[burnburnburn]

You'll get the respect you give and that includes what names you choose to address me with.

[primogen_vampirate]

I see.

[burnburnburn]

I'll give you the benefit of the doubt for now and assume you weren't paying attention. My name is Dilandau Albatou and unless you want me to assume you're a tavern wench fishing for a tip you'll address me as such.

[primogen_vampirate]

And you shall address me as "Doctor Barrett."

[burnburnburn]

Then, Doctor Barrett, will you explain what the difference is between a planet and a world?

[primogen_vampirate]

As I said, scale. There can be countless planets within a world.

[burnburnburn]

[Huh]

I've never heard that definition before. [And now he's thinking that he really ought to requestion everyone else he's asked the same question to]

What planet are you from?

[primogen_vampirate]

Earth.

[burnburnburn]

Of course you are, everyone is.

[He'd almost hoped, with her calling herself one of the kin, that it might be otherwise]

[primogen_vampirate]

Is that a problem?

[burnburnburn]

Yes, because I'm from another wor- planet. [Or is it a multiverse or alternate destiny? He's going to lose track of all these definitions if he hears many more] If you've heard of Gaia you'll be doing better than most of the Earth demons around here.

[primogen_vampirate]

I only know of her as the goddess.

[burnburnburn]

[His face is still fallen]

She's not a goddess, she's a planet just like the one we're on now. This isn't Gaia. Can you tell if it's Earth?

[primogen_vampirate]

No, I can't tell.

It...seems like Earth. But who knows how many Earth-like planets there might be?

[burnburnburn]

Do you recognise the stars?

[primogen_vampirate]

No. But for all we know, that's not the real sky.

[burnburnburn]

That babbling woman did say something invisible was stopping those who could fly from going up.