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That's what I thought that was. Now that I know for sure, I absolutely won't be going near it.

[ She's just...barely managing to not sound horrified. ]

Don't worry. I didn't touch any of it.

[ Though now she's considering putting it all in it's own box to prevent cross contamination. ]

I’m gratified to hear it. I do not believe that anyone has tampered with my f—medical supplies in the short time I’ve been here, but I wanted to avoid any future unpleasantness. Rest assured that the bags themselves are quite sterile and do not leak.

Alright.

I'm sure for the sake of the people who might find the sight of them jarring we should probably find a container to put them in? We can put your name on it.

[ And Evie's sure there's a spell in Mal's spellbook she can put on it to keep the wrong people out of it. ]

I'm Evie.

[A container does sound rather convenient. He doesn’t give a damn about freaking people out, but he’d rather not lose his blood supply and have to start hunting amongst the humans. As it is, he’s rationing the blood because he doesn’t know how long it will last.]

Joscelin, though most call me Joss. Your obedient servant, and all that.

[ She'll get right on it. A part of her wants to look in the luggage car, but that whole place reeks of Godmother knows what. Maybe it's best to not bring something smelly into the fridge? There are probably things in the kitchen she can use anyway. ]

Joss. It's a pleasure to meet you. I'll start looking for a storage bin for you and we'll get to organizing part of the fridge just for your supplies. Sound good?

Dude, that royally sucks. Also, they probably shouldn't store it by all the food? You know, as like a health code thing.

Anyways, noted. I won't touch it. Not that I wanted to-but yeah. Let me know if you ever need any help with something, yeah?

[ 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.

That will be sufficient.

The bags themselves are sterile, and they need refrigeration. Unless there's a second refrigerator somewhere on this train for medical supplies, the blood will stay with the food. I think everyone would prefer a little discomfort to the alternative. I cannot be held accountable for what happens if I don't have blood.

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[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...?

Wonderful. And, Joss? I wouldn’t worry about that whole obedient servant thing. I’m sure you were just express gratitude with it, and I appreciate that. But I grew up in a castle full of goblins for servants and I’m good with just having friends.

It's just an expression. I wasn't actually offering to be your servant, you know.

...

Goblins?

I kind of guessed, but I also know nothing about your world. For all I know, that’s not just an expression where you’re from.

And the goblins said it all the time. I’m used to hearing it from creatures that mean it. I’m glad you don’t. It’s something of a relief.

My mother had goblins for servants. They were very loyal to her royal highness. Not quite as loyal to me unless she told them to be. Which was often, but they were still mildly irritating. They liked their pranks.

Sounds rather like a fairy tale...

...Princess.

[You can hear the smarmy smirking in his voice.]

I mean, there might be one in the medical carriage?

I've been in there hundreds of times by now and I can't remember. If you ever need help with the transfusions, I'm sure someone on board would help. I'd offer but I don't have a medical degree and I can't stand needles.

I've been dealing with this for quite a long time now. I'm perfectly capable of taking care of myself. But thank you for offering.

...

Have you finally taken off that blasted sign?

[Joss...

Romeo knows why he really needs blood of course. Except he can't remember Joss ever needing blood in heaven so that's strange but the Little Vampire in his story book had needed blood so he can figure out why Joss needs it. He has no idea what enemia is.

But more importantly Joss is threatening people over the internet, or whatever it is called on the train. That's not good at all! He might not trust people but Romeo's spoken to lots of people now and they are all really nice and kind!

He finds his friend in the kitchen.] Joss! It's not very nice to tell people that you will make them wish for death, it's really mean. I don't think any of the people here wanted to come here so you don't got to be angry at them.

[Despite the words his tone is really gentle. Joss sometimes just struggles to remember to be nice, just like when they had first met.]

[Reigen was about to look in the fridge when the note catches his eye. Bags of blood in the fridge?! He immediately opens the fridge, and--yep. There they are.]

I don't know what else I expected...

[He closes the fridge, suddenly not that hungry anymore.]

Is it really safe to keep this stuff next to the milk?

Better that they're afraid of me and don't tamper with my food.

[It's all said in a matter-of-fact way that is rather different from the aloof, sarcastic, and slightly menacing persona he's adopted for the rest of the train. Romeo knows him. Romeo knows why he needs to do this.]

It's not like before. If I get hungry enough, I could kill people. I don't want to do that.

[He's so very tired. Romeo doesn't know all of it, doesn't know why he has to do this. He's wanted to tell him for days but hasn't found the words. Now it all comes tumbling out of his mouth before he can stop it, and there are hot tears stinging his eyes. He pulls up his shirt, shows Romeo the faded, blurred name on his pale stomach.]

I'm not a shinki anymore, Romeo. I'm back to who I was before. I need blood to live. And I've remembered it all. Everything about who I used to be. All seven hundred years of memories and I feel like I'm going mad. I didn't want this. I wanted to stay in Heaven, with Mum and Toyo and Ginia and you and everyone else.

I don't want to hurt people, but I finally know what I'm capable of again. If I have to threaten them to keep them safe, so be it.

[He feels like this is the millionth time he's said it today:]

The bags are sterile. If you have any other solutions to my conundrum that keep me alive and healthy, I'd be glad to hear them.

Yeah, I got to take it off early 'cause I beat Mr Stark at that new racing game. He didn't want to play nothing so we came up with a deal. If I beat him then I could take sign off and-oh shit-uh-damn-Crap!

I just realised I just announced all that to whole train.

[ SIGH. ]

Sorry train people. I'll get off the intercom now...

sorry Mr Stark.

Hey, don't give me that look, kid! What if something gets on those bags? Do you want to inject milk into your bloodstream?

[He reopens the fridge, checking if there's any physical compartments that separate produce from each other.]

If we don't have a medical fridge on this stupid train, we can at least keep the medicine away from the food. Let's see--Why is there so much salmon in here?

[ She's used to smarmy. Has he met Harry Hook yet? ]

I'm princess of an island of villains, thieves, murderers and their kids. I'm not princess anywhere else and this fact makes me very, very happy.

Joss, would it be alright with you if I found a box or bag to put those in? That way people won't annoy you with their whining about seeing them in the refrigerator? The box or bag would still be kept there, just perhaps a little more out of sight out of mind deal.

It's up to you, kid. I'm not going to touch them if you aren't okay with it.

Do as you wish.

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