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[warcried]

I haven't been awake long, but I've been trying to read up on what I can, so a couple of quick questions:

1. Anyone managed to get past one of the locked doors yet? Either with force or another way. I know people were trying, but I haven't heard if anyone's succeeded.
2. I was told something about an organic humanoid capable of exiting the station without protective gear. If so, I'd love to talk to you.
3. Other Force-sensitives, I'd appreciate if we established ROEs immediately.

Thanks.

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[warcried]

It's come in handy a time or two.

Revan. It's a pleasure.

[reposing]

I am grateful to your offering, Revan. Let me know when you are willing to share.

[warcried]

You're the one that's going hungry. You let me know and I'll make the time.

[reposing]

A gentleman. I would not have anticipated one in the stars like this.

[His voice sounds a little lighter, appreciative -- it's a good chance he's smiling.]

I spend much of my time in room 23 on the sixth floor. It's to be our clinic. Come by at your next opportunity.

[warcried]

You're no less worthy of basic respect than anyone else here.

Sure. I'll finish up here and head over. Give me fifteen-twenty minutes?

[reposing]

[That is far from something he'd ever expect to hear, presumably from a human no less. Then again, perhaps Revan is not?

Or he is just that compassionate. Alucard isn't sure yet.]

I will be waiting.

[warcried]

[ true to his word, roughly twenty minutes later, revan's showing up at the door. he's not a tall man, attractive but not in an extraordinary way, fairly obviously human--or at least humanoid. still, there's something about his presence that's.. heavy, almost a kind of gravity around him.

he offers a small, tired smile. ]

Alucard, then? [ he doesn't offer a hand, but not out of any rudeness. instead, he offers a quick, polite dip of his head. ] I hope you don't mind if I have some questions about how this will work.

[reposing]

[In retrospect, Alucard is immensely tall by comparison. Despite his exhaustion and slow recovery, he maintains a grace about him, even as he stands from a desk he'd been organizing.

In return, he offers the bow of his head.] It is good to meet you in person, Revan.

Please, I understand. Seat yourself, and I will answer any questions you have. I suppose I should begin by explaining what I will do.

[He gestures Revan to a chair, if he chooses.]

Vampires typically will bite the neck of their ... choice, then drink the blood that comes to the surface. We have the fangs for it. It will feel like a pinch, but after that it should be painless.

In better circumstances, I would draw with a needle, but we have nothing like that here. So this is, unfortunately, what I must do.

I will not take more than agreed upon.

[No matter how terribly tempting.]

I can answer any other questions you may have.

[warcried]

[ he takes a seat where invited, settling comfortably-- as if they're just going to chat about space weather or something instead of revan offering his blood to alucard. ]

So you don't have to drink directly from a body? [ or would he have to draw blood and immediately consume it? if he can use a blood-bag, for instance, that might give him further options in the future. if they ever actually find the medbay on this station. there must be one, right?

--though maybe culturally it's improper not to drink from a body? or maybe it's simply unpleasant not to. that might require some further inquiry, but in the meantime: ] I have two other questions, and I apologize if they're invasive. I don't mean to be disrespectful. [ alucard's race is just new to him. he knows other species that have similar dietary restrictions, but none quite like a.. vampire. ] Does it need to be the neck, or could it be another part of the body? And how do you stop the blood-flow once you're finished?

[reposing]

No, I do not. I can even store the blood and drink it at a later date. Right now, I don't believe we have any units capable of refrigeration, but I could be mistaken. More than that, still no method to safely draw blood.

[He acknowledges the man's questions with a nod, taking no offense. It's more understandable from someone who has never heard of his species, as opposed to some of the other blatant remarks he's heard from those who are familiar with vampires.]

The neck is... preferable. [Alucard shrugs a shoulder.] The flavor is more palatable there, and more acidic tasting anywhere else.

The blood flow is normally stopped by scabbing over almost immediately. A side-effect, if you will, from our drinking. It is not deadly, unless I don't stop.

[warcried]

Good to know for the future, maybe. [ because they'll get those doors open. it just might take a little ingenuity and patience.

the rest of it's interesting. useful to know that there's some kind of clotting agent, what, in their saliva? he's a little cautious about letting anyone that close to his neck, because it's.. intimate, and revan isn't exactly the most inclined toward touch in the first place. it makes sense that he'd want to be able to enjoy his meal, though, and from alucard's surprise at his offer, his guess is that most people hadn't reacted.. well.

anyway, he's run through the scenarios already, so at this point there's nothing to do but offer. ]

Alright. [ he loosens the neck of his jumpsuit, twisting his hair to the side, lips quirking back up faintly. ] Should I move? Either way, you're a little.. tall. [ there might be a little amusement there, as if imagining alucard trying to do this with someone much smaller than revan. ]

[reposing]

[In return, Alucard does chuckle softly, appreciating the hint of humor. Though Revan is unfamiliar with vampires, he's still grateful for his manners and contribution.

He holds out his hand politely.]

Stand with me, and relax.

I will only take what is needed.

[warcried]

[ oh. the longer he spends talking to this man, the more he'd have to say that his mannerisms remind revan of some senators he's known. graceful, eloquent, probably a very expensive education, from a good family in high standing. it's interesting, and he's admittedly curious.

still, after a hesitant moment that passes almost too quickly to take note of, revan reaches up, accepting the hand up. ]

I'm not worried, [ he reassures him, and he doesn't sound worried. his heart is still steady in his chest, his breathing even. it's probably not something that alucard is exactly accustomed to in humans when they're around vampires, but then-- revan has no reason to be nervous, not knowing the mythology, and having no personal experience outside of alucard himself. and well.. revan's also perfectly capable of defending himself, after all. ]

[reposing]

[There is a pause, and he finds that what Revan says is true. The man isn't alarmed or concerned in the least, and not afraid of Alucard. An unfortunate but blessed rarity. It means more to him than he thinks he can truly say right at the moment.]

I believe you.

[A graceful bow of Alucard's head is given to Revan.] Then know that I am more grateful than words can allow. For your compassion, and your gift.

[Alucard releases Revan's hand, instead coming up to cup the back of his head and gently guiding him to adjust his position to better expose his neck. Then, he leans in, his fangs piercing skin like a pair of needles, a momentary pinching pain before he begins to drink the blood that comes to surface.]

[warcried]

It's nothing you should have to th-- [ but he stops himself as alucard adjusts the tilt of his head, and then the other man is leaning in, and his breath hitches exactly once. it's not at the pinch, because that's nothing, or even the strange sensation of blood actually being drawn from his body by another sentient. it's just, it's exactly as intimate as he thought it might be, and his instinct is generally to avoid that sort of thing. particularly from someone he's just met.

he forces himself to remain still, though, trying not to focus on an unfamiliar mouth on his neck, or the spill of a stranger's hair, or careful hands keeping him in place. it's just a kind of transaction, keeping alucard in good health, because revan is in a place to do so, given his capability to heal and replenish himself. ]

[reposing]

[It is a twisted, dark temptation to drink and drink -- to take it all and leave him as but a husk. The urge is there, usually so much easier to deny when he isn't struggling against so much already.

But he isn't so weak willed, and he tempers himself. Slowly, he sucks, drinking in the blessedly hot blood given to him. Between him and Venus, this will supply him some meager strength for a time. Alucard will gather himself, in due time.

Eventually, the dhampir releases Revan, sighing as he leans his head back and licks his own lips.]

I will not forget your selflessness. [His voice is already a few degrees warmer by the sound of it, less tired and withdrawn.]

[warcried]

[ it's the strangest sensation, the fangs leaving his throat, the blood clotting without him having to do anything. still, in a few scant moments, he's drawing on the force-- urging his flesh to knit, for his blood to begin replenishing itself. it's already starting to close as he glances back up at alucard, a little startled in spite of himself. ]

We're all in this together, right? [ he brushes his hair back over his shoulder, fully zipping his jumpsuit back up and adjusting his collar. he offers a quick upward twist of his lips, barely a smile, but there. ] And I'm probably more suited to be helping you with your meals than the average humanoid here, at least.

[reposing]

[It's difficult to not smile back. Alucard's expression is warm and grateful.]

More could do with realizing that. I understand their fear, but it is tiring at times to try to convince others I won't hurt them.

That you are, Revan. I will try not to ask more than necessary, but if there's anything I can do to assist in return, I am at your disposal.