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[dredefulchilde]

You may have noticed the stacks of IV bags filled with blood in the refrigerator. Those are mine. I suffer from a rather peculiar form of anemia, and I require regular transfusions in order to remain healthy. I need that blood to live. If you tamper with them, I will make you wish for death.

-J. Fitzthomas

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[hibana_incursa]

[ Gwen missed breakfast. She slept in today and was running to the kitchen to get something to eat. Having a metabolism like hers meant constant snacking, but she wasn't about to get all sugared up on candy. That was Peter's job.

She'd also noticed the message Joss left as she came in and, as she searches for something to eat, she speaks. ]

A few years ago, I read this thing online that said a lot of vampire myths stemmed from rare cases of anemia and how people looked if it wasn't taken care of properly.

Or...something along those lines. I can't really remember. What I do know is I kinda fell down a Tumblr hole kinda by accident and ended up learning a lot more about sparkling stalker-vampires than I ever cared to and that's how I found that small bit of trivia.

[dredefulchilde]

[It's probably a good thing that she doesn't want candy, because Joss seems to have smuggled all of the chocolate into the pouch of his hoodie. He's biting off a chunk of chocolate bar as she comes in.]

I've heard that as well. There's probably a great deal of truth behind it. I've even been called a vampire myself, because of my illness.

[Amongst other things.]

It was similar with tuberculosis. People got pale and weak and they didn't have answers as to why, so they blamed vampires and other evil spirits.

[He cocks his head to the side, confused.] Sparkling stalker-vampires...?