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Milliways is sometimes empty.
It never stays that way for long.
various vampires in Milliways
think-me-not-cruel
"Well, there's too many different kinds of vampires already to get all hung up on terminology, I think. I mean, there's what, four different kinds? Seven if you count all the houses of the White Court."
The girl flinches at the mention of her species. The corpse glares. "Oh, would you stop cowering? I'm not going to kill you, I'm occupied with other things. Besides, there's witnesses. And we've never met. I'm not Drakul, I don't kill people for existing."
The girl flinches at the mention of her species. The corpse glares. "Oh, would you stop cowering? I'm not going to kill you, I'm occupied with other things. Besides, there's witnesses. And we've never met. I'm not Drakul, I don't kill people for existing."
"I'm from a world with one kind of vampire," says Leekath, "which among other things doesn't murder people, that seems to be a distinguishing characteristic."
"I'm also from a world with one kind of vampire!" chirps Maggie. "We totally murder people though. Not you, little one, you're not food."
"I'm also from a world with one kind of vampire!" chirps Maggie. "We totally murder people though. Not you, little one, you're not food."
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"Oh?" The corpse raises an eyebrow and heads over to sit by the bar. "No murder? How do you eat?"
The girl is distracted from her cowering by irritation. "I'm not a little girl! I'm twenty-three years old*. I'm just... short. And she's scary. And you kill people."
*Twenty-two and a half.
The girl is distracted from her cowering by irritation. "I'm not a little girl! I'm twenty-three years old*. I'm just... short. And she's scary. And you kill people."
*Twenty-two and a half.
"I know from short," says Maggie, who is indeed pretty short, "and you are lying."
"I make neat tidy punctures in my fiancé's neck with his enthusiastic permission and I drink a bit and then I perform a blood-replenishing working so I don't have to wait three weeks between feedings or go to other sources," says Leekath.
"I make neat tidy punctures in my fiancé's neck with his enthusiastic permission and I drink a bit and then I perform a blood-replenishing working so I don't have to wait three weeks between feedings or go to other sources," says Leekath.
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"You're marrying food?"
"Fine. I'm twenty-two and a half. It just... sounds dumb that way. And I'm not a little girl."
"Fine. I'm twenty-two and a half. It just... sounds dumb that way. And I'm not a little girl."
think-me-not-cruel
"Jeez, it's just a question. You'd think I'd eaten your puppy or something."
The girl seems to have latched on to something Leekath said earlier. "You don't kill people?"
The girl seems to have latched on to something Leekath said earlier. "You don't kill people?"
"No, I don't," says Leekath, "and I never have, either, and I'm very annoyed that this translation spell thinks I belong in a category with people who do, and I've been criticized more than enough about marrying food by my family members already and don't welcome more of it."
"I know a my-kind-of vampire who's never killed anybody," Maggie says. "He's an odd duck."
"I know a my-kind-of vampire who's never killed anybody," Maggie says. "He's an odd duck."
"I don't kill people!" says the girl. "I work as a hairdresser and I take the energy I need from the intimacy of touch, I don't have to have sex with anyone at all! Or kill anyone!"
"Oh, thank goodness," says Leekath. "That you don't kill people. I'm less clear on whether I should be pleased about the rest of it. My sister's a hairdresser but as far as I know all she gets out of it is dressed hair."
needle-in-echo-groove
"The White Court don't do anything with blood at all," explains Leo. "They're all about emotions. Lust and intimacy, in this case, or so I'd imagine from that description. I'm sure your parents are very proud of their little vegan. Or, no, what's the opposite of that, horribly ashamed. Horribly ashamed of their little vegan."
think-me-not-cruel
"Don't bring my parents into this!"
The corpse shakes her head. "What are vampires these days coming to. Hey, where'd you all get that blood? It looks great, and I'm parched." She shakes a bit of dust off her hand in demonstration.
The corpse shakes her head. "What are vampires these days coming to. Hey, where'd you all get that blood? It looks great, and I'm parched." She shakes a bit of dust off her hand in demonstration.
think-me-not-cruel
"Oh, nice. You're magic, right? Could I get a glass of Chateau That One Barmaid From 1830 or something, or do you just serve generic blood?"
It needn't be generic per se, but I'm afraid I can't identify that one barmaid from 1830 for you with the information available.
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"Aw. Just give me something red and tasty, then. Ooh, maybe something not of this world. If you give me something not of this world it doesn't have to be red."
"Could I get a vodka and grenadine?" asks Sky quietly.
"Could I get a vodka and grenadine?" asks Sky quietly.
Sky's vodka and grenadine appears. It has a crazy straw.
And a glass of dragon's blood just like what Leo had such mixed feelings about appears for Tessa.
And a glass of dragon's blood just like what Leo had such mixed feelings about appears for Tessa.
think-me-not-cruel
Sky giggles and claps slightly at the crazy straw! Then she remembers that she's in public and blushes and quietly sips her horrible drink.
Tessa downs the dragon's blood. Then she cackles loudly. "Christ, that stuff is strong! I love it, where can I find one of those to kill?" (Her body rapidly grows less desiccated, looking almost human apart from her blackened fingernail-claws and her fangs.)
Tessa downs the dragon's blood. Then she cackles loudly. "Christ, that stuff is strong! I love it, where can I find one of those to kill?" (Her body rapidly grows less desiccated, looking almost human apart from her blackened fingernail-claws and her fangs.)
Leekath's world contains that sort of dragon.
"You would probably have a hard time killing one," Leekath says.
"You would probably have a hard time killing one," Leekath says.
"I've bitten dragons by asking nicely," says Leekath severely. "You could try it. If the door would let me out and I didn't think having you in the halls of Parliament would be a terrible idea, anyway."
"It works. When your species is not known to be murderous monsters, anyway." Pause. "The anaesthetic venom probably helps some."
"Anaesthetic venom!" laughs Maggie. "That's a hoot."
"Anaesthetic venom!" laughs Maggie. "That's a hoot."
needle-in-echo-groove
"Our venom's anaesthetic," contributes Leo. "Well, it could dull pain. In addition to feeling like God Himself is giving you a blowjob, and then addicting you to vampire saliva more or less instantly."