[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.

Comments

[primogen_vampirate]

[She raises an eyebrow.]

No one, prescribed thing.

This witch is a doctor.

[burnburnburn]

I thought you were a vampire?

[primogen_vampirate]

It's complicated semantics. "Witch" is just the easiest word for it.

[burnburnburn]

[He's still watching her very suspiciously]

Then untangle it for me, since we're too foreign to each other for you to just make sense.

[primogen_vampirate]

[Sigh.]

Vampire society is divided into five covenants. The Invictus are the feudalists. The Carthians are the democrats. The Ordo Dracul are the scientists. The Lancae Sanctum are the Catholic twits. And the Circle of the Crone are practitioners of blood magic. My covenant is the Circle of the Crone. Therefore, their secrets have been passed on to me.

[burnburnburn]

[He doesn't like the sound of blood magic at all, but the name of her covenant makes him smirk]

You don't look quite like a crone just yet.

[primogen_vampirate]

Members of the covenant aren't crones, they just worship the Crone.

Consider it a deity.