Vampire Pandemic!

[PurpleViolet]

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Ever since the beginning of 2014, vampires have suddenly found themselves become sick. And the worst part of it is is that no one has pinpointed why or how this pandemic seemed to get started. All they knew was was that it was getting out of control, and many have taken to the illness. Elvira herself included. But the woman had to stay and run the hospital, open nights, for the vampire kindred of course. And many crowded the beds already. This wasn't good. They had to work on discovering a way to cure themselves, or else the vampire kind could perish entirely. Exhausted and eyes and head aching terribly, Elvira collapsed into her captain's chair behind her desk and let out a heavy sigh, wondering how much longer she could keep going at this rate at the hospital in which she owned. Picking up a coffee cup, the woman stared down into the red blood that filled it, and took a heavy drink from it, closing her ruby red eyes as it traveled down her throat, her entire body aching from head-to-toe as it worked to fight this strange sickness...

 

[Enkou666 Regedashi]

Layton hadn't left the hospital in over a week. He'd been way to busy trying to find a mix or a cocktail or something to slow this virus. Most of the reports didn't say it. But, he knew it. If it wasn't a virus it acted different than any bacteria like everyone had been saying. But. The pattern and systematic way this thing led and killed other cells. It was a virus. He knew it, but even being a prodigy had it's limits. Not everyone was going to listen. Maybe that's why he enjoyed her company. Not once did she dismiss his lunatic mind or deny him funds for research or anything like that. But, even he alone couldn't figure this out. Taking in a deep sigh he lifted his fairly large thermos to find it empty. And once again another disappointment. But, this gave him a break to get out of the lab. Walking out and closing the door behind him he walked over to the warm blood and filled his thermos. As it were though, he wouldn't go straight back into the lab. No. he would go into her office and talk. Now it seemed like a ritual. He busted in the door and sat in his chair on the corner of her desk. It really was his chair. He bought it and placed it there himself in the early days. She tried to get rid of it. So he bolted it to the floor. She didn't really like that. But, he didn't care. "Hey El." A nickname he gave her. Though loathing it she allowed it seeing how she knew it was never going to go away.