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video; daemon: kyd
[ Rafa is sitting on a countertop bar, his legs dangling. The camera is looking up at him. For now, the rest of the room is obscure. He's smiling. His suit is slightly damp and his hair has been pulled back to keep it out of his face. ]
Hello. My name is Rafa, and I have some news.
First, to those who have just joined us, welcome. Many here will know that I am a vampire. This is not a secret, and the new faces among us should know it too. If the word is unfamiliar to you, what matters is this: vampires drink blood. We need it to live. Many fear us because of this. Some of you spent time with me in the land called Eudio, where synthetic blood was given to my people. That is not an option here.
I come with an answer, I hope. A friend of mine has made a machine.
[ He pats the device sitting beside him. It looks something like a filter coffee machine; slightly bigger, and with more openings. ]
It clones bags of blood to create more. If you are not a vampire, then I ask if you would donate. One pint is all I need, and I can replicate it indefinitely.
For those of you that need this, as I do, I ask you to come to me. I will give you what you need, and none here will have to fear us.
Either way, I would be glad to see you. But even if you do not donate, and do not want my help, I would welcome you to this bar.
[ Rafa slides off the counter and waves his hand. His obedient daemon turns, and the camera now takes in the whole room. The bar area is filled with bottles of alcohol, as many varieties as Rafa had been able to find. There are booths with soft chairs, and dim lighting. Xistentia's foliage has been cleared away, and the whole place has been redecorated in shades of black, dark blue and purple. Rafa's own navy blue suit matches nicely. He comes back into view. ]
I grew rather good at making cocktails in Eudio. I find I miss it, and mean to continue. I am calling it The Coven. Cliched, I know, but it makes me feel at home. Come and shelter from the rain, if you will. I have plenty of space.
Hello. My name is Rafa, and I have some news.
First, to those who have just joined us, welcome. Many here will know that I am a vampire. This is not a secret, and the new faces among us should know it too. If the word is unfamiliar to you, what matters is this: vampires drink blood. We need it to live. Many fear us because of this. Some of you spent time with me in the land called Eudio, where synthetic blood was given to my people. That is not an option here.
I come with an answer, I hope. A friend of mine has made a machine.
[ He pats the device sitting beside him. It looks something like a filter coffee machine; slightly bigger, and with more openings. ]
It clones bags of blood to create more. If you are not a vampire, then I ask if you would donate. One pint is all I need, and I can replicate it indefinitely.
For those of you that need this, as I do, I ask you to come to me. I will give you what you need, and none here will have to fear us.
Either way, I would be glad to see you. But even if you do not donate, and do not want my help, I would welcome you to this bar.
[ Rafa slides off the counter and waves his hand. His obedient daemon turns, and the camera now takes in the whole room. The bar area is filled with bottles of alcohol, as many varieties as Rafa had been able to find. There are booths with soft chairs, and dim lighting. Xistentia's foliage has been cleared away, and the whole place has been redecorated in shades of black, dark blue and purple. Rafa's own navy blue suit matches nicely. He comes back into view. ]
I grew rather good at making cocktails in Eudio. I find I miss it, and mean to continue. I am calling it The Coven. Cliched, I know, but it makes me feel at home. Come and shelter from the rain, if you will. I have plenty of space.
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that makes plenty of sense. [Except, not entirely, since this is his first time meeting an actual vampire.
To say he's nervous about giving blood would be an understatement, but what if it was one of his friends? Surely, a kind little blue boy such as himself wouldn't let them go without.]
you said a pint is all that's needed and that you're offering shelter?
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[ Or at least, it would be dangerous for a human. Rafa doesn't know exactly what this person is, though he suspects they're something more than that given the question they'd asked. Still, unless he sees evidence to the contrary, he's assuming anything more than a pint is unsafe. He won't do anything unsafe. He's trying to foster trust between his people and the ones they share this city with; safety is important. ]
i will make you a drink to keep you warm
then i will show you the machine. if you would help us, i would be grateful
if you do not wish to, i will bear you no ill.
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[Unless, they're graced with that oh so convenient regenerative healing factor that some mutants have. Or — in a completely different twist — they have no blood to worry about. Which makes him wonder if Rafa and other vampires are a part of that category.]
what kind of drink? [Because warm sounds enticing, as does being dry.]
let's start with checking out the machine and we can go from there.
does that seem fair to you?
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[ He's somewhat keen to show it off. ]
i would suggest something spiced, but the ingredients here are unconventional
i have been experimenting. have you ever tasted mulled cider?
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[To be honest, Kurt can't blame him. If he had been able to create something important to help his fellow mutants, he'd be thrilled to put it into action right away, too.]
can't say that i have.
it sounds interesting, though, and i'm adventurous!
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i will be glad for your help.
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which, ah, probably won't take all that long.
oh, don't mention it!
shall we handwave?
yes, that'd be awesome. :')