[VOICE]

[primogen_vampirate]

[Mina is intensely angry and unhappy. And she's making little attempt to keep that fact unknown. It's more or less radiating out of every syllable.]

I don't suppose any of you mechanically-minded individuals can salvage my kitchen appliances out of that disaster?

Not that it matters much, but if people keep showing up at this rate, eventually someone is going to be forced to live with me. I would rather they could probably heat and cook their own food than resort to eating me.

[Locked to Bruce]

How are the medical supplies holding up? I have a small stockpile, if you need something.

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[voice]

[burnburnburn]

Did you lose your medicines in the debacle too?

[primogen_vampirate]

No. They were of little use to him.

[burnburnburn]

They're of use to me, since I'm the one who's had to take the flak after he vanished.

[primogen_vampirate]

What's wrong?

[burnburnburn]

[He switches the feed over to video. His hair is loose and hanging in his face, but it doesn't hide the fact that he's got a number of colourful bruises and a split lip]

Bruising, mostly, but I might have cracked some ribs.

[primogen_vampirate]

Bloody hell. And you're still walking about?

[burnburnburn]

[He bares his teeth in what could be a smile or a grimace]

And let them think they've cowed me? It's not the worst I've taken.

[violenthearted]

It's possible, if they're metal.

[primogen_vampirate]

I can't say what the icebox was made out of, but the stove certainly was.

[violenthearted]

Then it depends how much of the icebox has stayed intact. The stove I could reform, but I don't imagine just a set of hinges would do you much good.

[primogen_vampirate]

Well, it would make a charming conversation piece.

[violenthearted]

[ Erik 'hehs', in a small paroxysm of dryness. ]

We do lack for modern art. That aside if you'd like your stove back I'm at your disposal.

[ Because exercising his mutation is never not fun. ]

[primogen_vampirate]

And who, may I ask, is it that's at my disposal?

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[greenisnteasy]

[ Mina's showing interest in the medical dealings around here; that's maybe a good sign. Ever since she so vehemently gave up her doctorly role and refused to see how that was maybe the least mature way to handle the situation, Bruce kind of gave up too. He wasn't going to strongarm her into being a doctor; the way he saw it was she could come back to the clinic when she wanted, and he wouldn't turn her away. ]

They're okay, ish. I haven't had a huge run on anything, and in that heap o' stuff that we got a while back, I found some medicines.

Are you hoarding, or practicing?

[primogen_vampirate]

A few people trust me enough to ask for my help. I give it to them.

[greenisnteasy]

[ Well, that's better than nothing. ]

Oh, I see. I'm glad you didn't give up practicing all together.

[primogen_vampirate]

I did take my oath seriously, darling.

[greenisnteasy]

[ He can't help it; he lifts his eyebrows at that. ]

Is that why you quit?

[primogen_vampirate]

I suppose it is.

You cannot treat patients that do not want to be treated by you.

voice

[hung_garian]

If you're worried about your housemates eating you, I'd have thought you'd wanna keep them away from blenders and steak knives and ovens. Try and convince 'em to stick to sandwiches and... I don't know, grass, or whatever it is that vegetarians eat.

[primogen_vampirate]

Rabbit food, I suppose.

[hung_garian]

Shame there's no pet store here, then.

[primogen_vampirate]

Well, there are cabbages.

[hung_garian]

I don't think cabbage counts as food.

[primogen_vampirate]

Nor do I. They make decent skeet, however.