Hemophobia

[handfulofstraw.livejournal.com]

[Blood.]

[Dripping down every door in the onsen.]

[Human blood, rich and fresh, slipping to the floors, slowly, then disappearing into nothing. The flow goes on like a wound that will not clot. And of course, there is the smell.]

[It's perfectly real, perfectly nutritious for those with a sanguine diet. Some of it is the night-and-starlight blood of those who have died on the Plane.]

[And it just won't seem to wash off.]

[ooc; What? He was bored, and he figures that the vampires are probably a bit hungry. As Scarecrow isn't going to own up to What He Does When Given Shiny Rings, feel free to use this as an event post. That is, other characters are encouraged to comment to each other, because Dr Crane won't be responding to everyone about it. This effect will last until the end of the plot.]

Comments

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

[Hallo Doctor! Have your friendly stalker helper following you!] What's going on?

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

[it's okay! He thinks she's rad!] I don't know, Brigitta, but I think we need to find out. If the blood is flowing downwards, then it's my thought it's probably coming from somewhere up.

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

[Yay stalking privileges!] Yeah- it isn't very good no matter what it is... Perhaps we should start from the top then?

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

Brilliant. [looks over at her] You didn't happen to bring any probably-very-dangerous-and-I'll-give-you-a-disapproving-look weaponry, did you?

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

[...Darn]

[Ah well! It's probably well hidden so she'll just be getting her innocent face out] Of course not; I'm happy to just let you investigate and... And we can run if anything bad comes along; I'll follow your judgement.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

[slight smirk, because he's done that innocent face enough when asked if he nicked anything from the local alien laboratory] Good.

I have a feeling we might need it.

[oldoldghost.livejournal.com]

[Wait wait wait, does this mean she's allowed sharp things? YAAAAAAAAAAAAY... Oh wait; he didn't mean that] ...We might need to run?