Dr. Jonathan Emmet Reid (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
transfundere) wrote2021-10-16 09:40 pm
transfundere) wrote2021-10-16 09:40 pm
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Animal blood, the blood of other immortals, and human blood, obviously, though I have largely abstained from the last other than what is provided by the Admiral. I've also been working with some samples to create a serum I can use which minimizes the amount of blood required for nourishment, both for leaner times and for safety. The serum does not require refrigeration or other preservative measures as long as the glass remains sealed.
[ He dips his head thankfully to Jedao. ]
I appreciate your offer, and would be willing to take a sample to test with. But I... don't drink from others.
[ The sharp eyed might notice that he seems almost bothered by the idea, not in an insulted way but in the sort of way that indicates past heartache.
He has only ever bitten one human being that wasn't trying to kill him. The results are... well, why he is here, after all. ]
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[And he does see, if not specifics, at least the tenor of much of what is unspoken.]
Yes, I'll provide a sample in case you find it helpful. My...ichor is fairly unlike blood, but as I heal rapidly, perhaps it may provide some benefit to the serum overall.
And...may I ask if there is any particular food you miss from when you were human?
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[ Warm, comforting, constant. Simple to prepare, a constant companion. ]
I still sometimes serve myself tea if only to feel the heat in my hands and to enjoy the scent.
[ He dips his head towards Jedao. ]
And I would welcome a sample, thank you.
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[He lets out a soft huff of breath.]
I feel the same way about tea. I...have to eat human food, to live, but none of it is pleasant. With tea, though...well, as you said. The other senses...there's something lovely about it, still.
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[ He can't help a small huff of fondness. ]
I also find something soothing about brewing it: simple enough, and quick enough not to idle, but it does give me a moment or two to pause and reflect.
[ Something strikes him. ]
You find food unpleasant?
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Why?
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It might be possible to see if certain foodstuffs could be requested for yourself that don't have this quality. Or at least, you may ask if he knows what the chemical or substance is which causes that reaction thus that you can be wary of it.
[ He spreads his hands. ]
Only a thought, but in truth, I had not had it for myself, regarding my own sustenance, so considered you might have been the same.
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[Jedao doesn't feel entitled to ask. He also doesn't entirely want to find out what the Admiral would say, either way: no would emphasize what a freak he is, that his proper food is such a bizarre conglomeration of gatespace energies that it can't be acquired easily; yes would make him feel stupid for not asking earlier and like a freak when he actually got to have it. Not to mention the logistics of keeping regular organic matter safe from any corpselight radiation.]
My next deal is going to involve my own physiology, including fixing taste, hopefully. What should I eat first, when I get it?
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Thus he turns his thoughts to the second. ]
Boeuf bourguignon. It was a favorite of my mother and I admit that when I think of something that could be savored after a long time of dissatisfaction, few other dishes come close.
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[Perhaps rather sooner than his deal, if his latest scheme comes together.]
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