Urban Fantasy AU Meme

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URBAN FANTASY MEME

1. Vampires
2. Lycanthropes
3. Seelie/Fairies
4. Necromancy/Zombies
5. Magic Users
6. Ghosts
7. Cryptids
8. Angels & Demons
9. Merpeople
10. Fairy Tales
11. Possession (Objects or Shared Body)
12. Paranormal Researchers / Watchers
13. Police

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[cheffeur]

A nod, and he's closing the door behind the man as he enters, his mind already starting to try and put together the pieces. Dojima was alone-- not unusual, from what he understands, many of the officers draw lots to see who has the unfortunate task of having to knock on his door and encounter whatever oddity he's working on that day. (He'd almost felt badly for the poor man who had come in while he'd been experimenting with a sort of western blood-magic he'd read about... but really, he can't be bothered.) On top of that, the man had clearly been in a recent altercation and was desperate- panicked, almost. Something that would bring him here as opposed to a hospital.

Something likely to be kept off-record, that had happened in the middle of the night, on the night of the full moon. (Of course he keeps lunar calendars- the phases tend to be remarkably important in much of his work.)

At the request, he arches his eyebrow again- because really, his entire house is kept private in ways he doesn't care to try and explain. But for Dojima's comfort, he nods.

"You can come into the kitchen. It's cleaner and better lit in there."

Which is to say, he rarely brings his work into it.

He turns the deadbolt before leaving the front door, skirting around Dojima to lead the way to the tiled kitchen-- and as he said, it's clearly the most normal place in his house. He immediately pulls out a few white dishcloths and begins wetting them at the sink, pointing to the small cafe table pressed against a wall as he does so.

"Sit down and tell me what happened. I have a few guesses already, but I'd rather not waste our time."

[detectiveforhierophant]

He's grateful for Ignis humoring him, even if before he'd make a face at that eyebrow arch. Nodding, he followed the younger man into the kitchen, taking a seat when it was offered with a shakey, pained sigh.

Rather not waste time, huh? Well, Dojima could get straight to the point, starting to unwind his bandages...

...Revealing a very large, distinct bite marks on his shoulder that were still bleeding. Something canine-like had decided to bite down there, but interestingly, there wasn't indication that the flesh was ripped into like something had tried to eat him... More like the bite itself was the point.

"Not mauled... bitten. Werewolf." He cringed as another surge of burning pain hit him, like the open air itself was making the fire in his nerves worse, making him gasp shakily.

"I know-- know it was intentional, to change me..."

[cheffeur]

Werewolf, then. It had been the most likely of his assumptions. Vampire had been a possibility, but the bandages had been too widespread, too soaked through for one of them. Anything else... well, it would have been a problem, but not one that would necessitate banging on his door in the middle of the night. Ignis nods along as Dojima speaks, already flicking on the electric kettle and pulling down a coffee press. It doesn't take but a few seconds to dump an adequate amount of grounds into it, before taking the damp cloths and moving to Dojima's side to inspect the wound.

"Well, by all appearances, I'd say they were successful. Such a large bite, and getting so deep, there's next to no chance the saliva wouldn't have infected you." Sorry, Dojima. He's not very good at being consoling in the face of the facts. But he'll still press the clean rag to the open wound, working efficiently to try and clean up some of the blood, pressing harder to put pressure on the parts that are still bleeding.

It's still raw and red and oozing- the bite marks are deep punctures, piercing into the flesh. He reaches out to go ahead and take Dojima's arm with his opposite hand, lifting it experimentally. "Do you still have full range of motion? It doesn't look as though the muscle or tendons would be torn..." As he's speaking, the kettle behind him is starting to steam temptingly.

At least he's kind enough to make coffee, because they'll probably be there a while.

"I could dress the wounds, if you'd like. But I'd still recommend stopping by a doctor to get some antibiotics if you start seeing signs of infection: Redness, high fevers, pus, excessive warmth to the area." A pause. "And you'll likely want to start making excuses and locking yourself away during full moons."