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Judy in False-Daisy
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"You're a vegetarian," giggles Millie. "I have, uh, frozen pizza?"

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"Pizza sounds really good.  Thank you."

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Millie starts the oven. "What do you usually do, at home - you're eighteen, you in school?"

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"Yeah.  Business major."  She doesn't sound thrilled.

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"What are you going to do, uh, here - how long have you been here -"

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"A few hours.  Mostly I'm hoping that the next time I have some blood it'll be enough of a boost that I can get home?  And I haven't really planned much beyond that.  Probably'll see if there's versions of my parents around if - it turns out I'm stuck here."

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"Where... do you get blood?"

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"Uh, well so I - donated a pint earlier today, since I got here, and then I was going to?  Steal one?"

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"...that shouldn't... work. Should it? Donating one and then drinking one?"

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"Well it's not for like, sustenance; it just powers the magic.  And I don't even need the whole thing for that.  Maybe like a quarter of it."

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"Huh. And vampire blood won't - turn somebody into a vampire if they get it? Or anything."

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"No, it's only - something else.  Transfusions won't do it."

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"And drinking from people doesn't?"

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"Not - under all circumstances."

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"It might be risky to break into a Red Cross."

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"I mean I can teleport in, but - yeah.  Just don't really have better options."

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"If your healing put all my blood back and you don't even need a whole - however much the Red Cross usually takes -"

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". . . I don't want you to feel obligated just because - "

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"I could have died."

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"Well if you're sure."

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"Does it hurt -"

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"I can do anesthesia."

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She nods. "Then - yeah -" She tilts her head.

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"Uh!  No thank you, not like that - I'll just, uh - "  She heads for the sink to wash out her mug.

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"...like what, then?"

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