voice | un: karma

[torpour]

My name is Nehan-- I'm researching how medicine works here, and how to merge it with the methods I'm used to. If my research goes well, for instance, I will be able to act as a doctor and pharmacist, among other roles found here.

To that end, I'm requesting samples of blood from fellow Sleepers. I understand it can be quite personal, so whoever does not want to do that need not respond. Those who do, so I can perform the phlebotomy myself, and can privately send you my address, and answer questions you may have.

Whoever wants to help but doesn't want a needle in their arm, I still have a job for you, if anyone is interested.

[very straight to the point, almost unwelcomingly so. but at least people know what they're getting into if they decide to deal with him?]

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[torpour]

[nehan sighs softly. perhaps he has to educate her on blood types in this world.]

Come at night time, when the moon is bright. That's the only time you can harvest paleblood.

[to that end, he sends his address to her personal inbox. house in a row of terraced houses in willful machine, deep in the district and far from the canals.]

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[hopticulture]

[she kind of wants to respond 'So what happens if you harvest Paleblood during the day?' but she doesn't want to further annoy this guy. sure she volunteered and can easily back down if she wants, but you don't really want to tease a guy who's drawing your blood.

so she'll arrive at the right time of night, to the directed house. it's a bit of a schlep even with the Lamps at her disposal, considering where this guy's house is, but even if it's dangerous for a young herbivore to walk alone in a busy, heavily populated place, Haru manages her independence with her usual gusto.

it only just occurs to her, standing in front of his house, at night with the moon shining bright, that it's kind of sketchy to go to a stranger's place to get your blood taken with only the promise of candied peaches. nobody really knows her here, and nobody knows she's here....

shrugging, Haru removes one hand from her coat pocket, knocking on his door.]

[torpour]

[first comes the snuffling just beyond the door, before it stops and the door swings open to reveal the doctor, dressed in less formal clothes than when they last met, with a large wolf behind his legs.

when he spots who it is, he nods and moves aside to let her into his house. not a home, when it's mostly barren save for the furniture needed to make it a serviceable dwelling, and a few bags of clothing and supplies on a nearby bench.]

Come in. Don't mind the omen, he does what he wants.

[hopticulture]

[She enters at his formal invite, slipping off her shoes at the entrance (because even if she's here to get her blood drawn, this still seems like his house).

The wolf omen does catch her eye, but Haru doesn't seem to mind even before Nehan's comment.]

Oh! My omen is the same species, actually. [said conversationally as she heads to wherever he's going to be drawing her blood.] Mine does what he wants, too.

Most wolves seem to.

[torpour]

I know. [the animals the karm clan is most close to are wolves, after all. he just beckons to her to follow him through a doorway to the side of the living room, the incredibly bare kitchen. no table, no chairs, just the bare basics.]

Since you're a paleblood, this should be simple, but I need to check your arm first, to see if I have to shave off some of your fur for the needle.