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"OW! That so totally hurts!" -- Charles Xavier

The battle against the Ohm raged on, and the casualties on the ground were mounting. Injured crew members got emergency treatment in the field, which largely amounted to patching them up so they wouldn't die sometime within the next fifteen minutes. After that, they were quickly picked up by shuttle and brought back to the ship, where they were sent to a medbay that was getting progressively more crowded.

The situation was growing increasingly dire, to the point that Stacy activated one of the AI's to help out.

"Please state the nature of the medical emergency."

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"Alright," said Negi, hoping that she was telling the truth. She did seem pretty roughed up at the moment and it worried her. Nanashi was important to him, despite the stand offishness she had. But he was used to that all around.

"Need a pillow at least?"

A pillow seemed like a wonderful idea. She was really tired, but she would be damned if she did not return to the battle as soon as she had drank enough blood.

Nanashi smiled at Negi, lifting the bag to her lips, "No, I am fine, however," she handed him the other blood packet, "If you could hold this against you and maybe keep the blood inside moving...?"

His body heat would warm it up, and it would not clot as long as it kept getting shifted.

Despite how creepy it was, okay scratch that REALLY creepy, Negi nodded and pressed it against his bandaged chest, squeezing it as he pulled the sheet over himself.

"It's better warm?"

"Yes," Nanashi nodded. "When I drink it cold it is like ice is running through my veins. Cold does not affect me the way it does humans, but when that ice is inside of you... It is very uncomfortable."

Nanashi was so accustomed to these concepts they did not even strike her as creepy. She would even be confused as to how it could possibly be creepy if told it was. She often had a hard time seeing things from a human's point of view- especially a human unaccustomed to living around vampires much like herself.

This is what led her to say such things so matter-of-factly. "After all, normally when I drink blood it is rather warm." The more she spoke, the creepier she got sometimes.

"That... makes a lot of sense," admitted Negi, thinking as he rubbed his chin thoughtfully. It would also make sense why he never saw Evangeline drink any blood that was chilled. Though he definitely knew Evangeline and Nanashi were different people entirely.

Nanashi smiled at Negi, "we never stored blood back home. It would be unrealistic since it only was cold in the winters. And when blood is warm but does not move it clots, making it undrinkable."

Draining the last of that blood bag, Nanashi held her hand out for the bag she had given Negi.

Negi handed her the bag, the liquid already warmed. "Here you go," he said.

Ahd he nodded. "It would make sense all things considered."

"Yeah," she muttered with a bit of nostalgia washing over her. "Back home, the war we had, it was hard on the humans of the country too, even if they were not allowed to fight. Once the Angels arrived, the war finally went from being a series of unsuccessful invasion attempts by the humans to a true all out bloody war. We needed to have many living humans cycling their duties in the med tent. If we could have kept and stored blood..."

"It must have been hard," said Negi as he fiddled with the IV just a little. "I can only imagine how tough it had been for you and your people."

He bit his lip a little. "I hope you enjoy your drink at least."

Nanashi smiled, bittersweetly, "Yes, we lost many, and the humans lost even more." Nanashi took a draught from the blood bag, "Even now, for me to recover enough to return to the battle field, I would have needed enough blood to endanger one of our human's lives." So used to thinking as the nameless humans that served her as tools more than people, she slipped up with the unattached manner about which she spoke of them.

"Thank you for your help, Negi. You are very brave, little one." Nanashi patted his leg, "I am glad you are not too severely hurt. I could never forgive myself I I failed to protect you. Or Katara for that matter."

"I'll be fine. I've incurred worse actually," said Negi in a way to try and sound nonchalant. "I'll heal up soon, don't worry."

"You're very good with handling the magical weapons of an artifact though," poked up Chamo as he poked his head up. "Maybe someday we'll have to..."

Negi grabbed Chamo and made him bounce. "Enough of that!" He was blushing red, something he didn't want to let her tease him for.

Nanashi followed the little ferret-like creature's train of thought, and found herself going bright red as well.

She had been thinking that it would be rather beneficial for her to from a patico with Negi, after seeing that one in action, but the thought of kissing him on the lips seemed so wrong. She was ashamed that she had even considered it, and embarrassed to have Chamo bring it up.

Meanwhile Negi was sputtering. Kissing Nanashi like that would be like kissing Shizuna-sensei. Just wow... he admittedly liked older women but still!

"C-chamo-kun mou..."

Downing the last of the blood bag Nanashi stood stiffly. "I really ought to be getting back into the fight."

She rolled her shoulders, trying to keep the flush in her cheeks down- which was a good deal harder with all that blood freshly in her system.

She ran her fingers through her hair, glancing over to Negi with a nervous smile.

"Alright." He reached out and squeezed her hand. "Get some for me. Okay?"

Nanashi leaned over and kissed him gently on his forehead, "I will. Stay safe, little one."

She rushed out of the medbay, still feeling a little embarrassed about considering a patico with Negi.

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