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[reinenoire]

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[ There's a figure wandering around the cities dressed in all black. It's hard to distinguish what gender the person is from appearances alone, especially from what they're clad in. However, those who are more supernaturally aware can definitely tell that they're not exactly human.

Occasionally, the figure will stop to observe her surroundings while still clad in her black robes. She's been here for a few days already, but she hasn't had a need to go out until recently.

Hunger is a great motivator, unfortunately.

She'll continue walking, if only to get her mind off of the fact that she's getting hungrier the more that she stays here. ]

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[ Her face is obscured, but her eyes are slightly piercing through with a brief red glow. ]

...If...someone needs blood, where...would one go for it? Is it readily available at a bank?

[ She's gone a couple of days without blood, but she's trying to not let the hunger color the tone of her voice. ]

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[scarlet_devil]

[ There is a small, French accented vampire. Remilia is quite unconcerned with the fact she is known as a vampire... ]

There just happens to be such a place in Everglade.

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[anamnestik]

Oh, hello~! I don't think we've met!

Are you a vampire too?

[blunt.]

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[bigbadrose]

There is a blood bank, or if you want some variety, try the Haunted Eatings, also in Everglade! Every type of blood flavor you could want. Also in popsicle form. Or fountain fresh.

[She has no idea how to sell this.]

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[soulsforsale]

I've heard there are places. Potentially there are also illegal places because you never know.

Even if there are places to get it legally, you'll always find there are illegal practices going on too. Depends on which way you sway.

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[demonofbadluck]

People mentioned the blood banks and places in Everglade. Which if you didn't live in Everglade would be a pain in the ass to get to.

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[murky]

[ It's late in the day when Rosemary finally slithers out from underneath the Junker's couch to venture... somewhere for the evening. Hunger tempts her often as well — but perhaps not to the same degree as it might Claire. It's just something she enjoys, that taste of blood on her tongue, purely from lack of experiencing anything else that long time in the woods.

She notices the black, senses the supernatural, and follows Claire for a while; lurking in shadows and hopefully unnoticed. Eventually, she finally says: ]

...Do you need help?

[singinghuntress]

[Rip regards the woman on the screen and then sighs. She knows that particular look all too well.]

Yes, zhe banks haf blood readily available to zhose of us zhat need it.