⚜️Luocha🩸
@bloodstainediris.bsky.social
⚜️"Would you prefer me to reveal, or conceal?"🩸 RP/Parody. Canon-divergent AU Luocha (Abundance Vampire). Writer is 21+. Minors DNI. PFP/Header Credit: Official Art
Sips a suspiciously red fluid from his glass. Don't worry about it.
The cosmos is vast, we can't just rely on Earth's definition of who can get pregnant~ 🤭
On the subject of children... Fufufu...~ Yanqing is clearly my son. (He knows he promised that old lion not to spread this misinformation again but he's bored.)
Mpreg Monday...? I hope not. My medical knowledge doesn't fully extend to that aspect.
Man, since Shuhu got fucked up, I just realised that means THEY are gonna watch me a little closer. Fuck the Abundance, am I right?
"It is indeed a delicate balance indeed. You want to believe people are not a threat, but sometimes being too trusting can stab you in the back..." He nodded. Luocha understood it well, and he wasn't even bothered by it. Not that much, at least. A soft chuckle left him at the General's words.
"I'll admit that caution comes with the office. The rest..." His gaze drifted elsewhere for a moment before returning. "...comes from wishing to believe the best in people without being foolish enough to ignore what is before me. It is a difficult balance to strike."
"I suppose, but I must assure you that I do this because helping people has always been my calling," He chuckled softly, somewhat caught off-guard by Jing Yuan's words. "Oh? I am glad to see them both happy with their treatments and getting themselves back on the path of recovery."
Jing Yuan's lips pressed into a faint, weary smile. "Perhaps not, though gratitude ought not be offered only when it is expected." His gaze drifted briefly to the paper-wrapped bundle of herbs in Luocha's hands before returning to the physician himself.
This was something Luocha had retained from when he was still human. The desire to help and to heal others, not for money or ego, but to see people get better, to save lives and restore vitality. Sure, now he was considered shady by a lot of people, but even then, his intentions were noble.
Some time had passed since the last time he had laid eyes on @bloodstainediris.bsky.social, though the memory of that meeting remained fresh in his mind. Through Dan Heng, the General had come to learn of the aid Luocha had extended without so much as a complaint.
"You are a kind hearted woman, a rarity." Luocha handed over the cup of juice and slice of cake to Khamorosha, helping her sit up slowly so she can consume it. He would do the same for Dan Heng, before moving away to clean up around them and let Blade watch over them.
"I would do it again in a heartbeat." She murmured, smiling softly as she looked at Blade and Dan Heng. "I would never let my friends suffer if there was a way for me to stop it." A wholehearted promise.
"We should be thanking you. Without the transfusion, Dan Heng was in a difficult position with his healing," He nodded, fetching a cup of fruit juice and a small slice of vanilla cake.
She looked up at him, smiling weakly. "Noted." She murmured, closing her eyes with a loud sigh and staying still for a moment. "Thank you so much, Mister Luocha." Whispering with a weak voice.
"Oop, hey-" He gently pushed her back down, so she wouldn't get dizzy or faint on him. "Lay back down, Miss Khamorosha. You're gonna be feeling the effects of the blood donation quite soon, so just rest. I'll fetch you a drink and something sugary to eat."
Moving her hand to hold the gauze for him, she listened to the instructions and nodded. "Noted." She murmured, but knew she'd probably have to be monitored in that regard. Sitting up slowly, carefully, she pressed a hand to her forehead and sighed. Now that it was over, adrenaline was crashing.
Whilst Kham was calmed, Luocha kept working, checking on both Dan Heng and Kham herself, just to make sure everything was going well. The whole procedure took less than an hour, and once everything had completed, he removed the needles and pressed gauze over the tiny wounds.
Eyes snapping open and instantly widening when she felt hid hand on her arms, she teared up, smiling. Emotional Kham. A silent nod followed.
"Easy now, take deep breathes..." He is patting her other shoulder gently, but he's keeping an eye on the machine to ensure everything was going smoothly. "You're fine, you'll be okay."
Nodding, eyes closed, when he spoke and gave them recovery instructions, Kham took deep and shaky breaths. Although she'd been told to relax, it was proving to be quite difficult. She had to bite her tongue to make sure not to apologize, face all scrunched up.
//Man I hope nobody takes my bullshit as real medical stuff idk what I'm doing Just making it up as I go :) Luocha is the medic, not me.
Luocha worked swiftly but professionally. He carefully sanitised Kham's arm before carefully inserting the needle that was attached to some tubes and the machine. Don't ask how he obtained the machine. He did the same for Dan Heng with the sanitising and needle insertion.
Kham took a deep breath and laid down where she was supposed to, hands trembling as she anticipated what was about to happen. Looking at Blade at Dan Heng, she offered them a small smile. "I'm ready."
"Don't worry, just relax and we'll be done on no time at all," Luocha nodded, smiling warmly. He'd already set up the area for the transfusion, so he guided Khamorosha to where she could lay down comfortably, before indicating Blade to help Dan Heng into the other side.
Nodding politely as he was introduced, she shook his hand. "Khamorosha." A quick introduction, laced with a huge amount of stress. "I... Just do it. Tell me what I need to do and do it." She ordered sternly.
With the dragon's full permission, Luocha is working on getting the poison out before doing the transfusion. Using a cup this time, he's not an animal.
He is setting up his little makeshift clinic so he can do a transfusion. Cleaning so intently, making sure they got enough sugary snacks and drinks so that the donor does not get dizzy.
Dan Heng nodded. If Kham was willing, then he would not stop her. Luocha was just waiting patiently for the answer about the transfusion. Mentally planning what he needed for said transfusion, and how much cleaning he'll need to do. And a recovery plan for Dan Heng to rest and eat iron-rich food.
Right, Dan Feng. He'd get a message out to him. Blade's expression remained unchanged, though his attention sharpened at the mention of the compatible species. He glanced briefly toward Dan Heng, as though silently confirming they were thinking of the same person. Khamorosha.
"You should warn the older dragon about it. Everyone else is unaffected by the poison, but he is a Vidyadhara too... there is a chance that if they are aware of him too, he may be a target as well..." Luocha nodded, sighing softly as he glanced back to Dan Heng. "Unfortunately..."
A flicker of blind rage was smothered quickly, resolving to deal with it at another time. The immediate priority remained treating Dan Heng's condition. "...I'll look into it." His voice was level, devoid of warmth. The promise was understated, but no less absolute for it.
Luocha nodded, looking to Dan Heng, who was thinking very hard about it. The dragon blinked, cursing softly. He had received some tea that he'd ordered. A special blend that he usually got, that could only be obtained in the Scalegorge. "Someone must have tampered with the tea he ordered..."
𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵? Dragonsbane? His brow furrowed, combing through the events of past few weeks, though nothing stood out that made much sense. There were a handful of figures from the Xianzhou on the planet. Two Generals, Fugue, Dan Feng... But none of them would have— No.
"Has he received anything from the Xianzhou lately? His blood tastes like the Túlóng herb... but that only grows deep in the ruins within the Scalegorge Waterscape..."
He remained silent as Luocha recoiled, his expression growing more severe. The reaction was immediate. Strong enough that Blade suspected it was more than simply an unpleasant taste. His gaze dropped briefly to Dan Heng's hand before returning to the medic. "What is it? Explain."
"Of course." Luocha nodded, turning to ask Dan Heng directly. He would only take a small amound. Once permission was granted, he used a small needle to prick Dan Heng's fingertip before gently squeezing the digit, catching the blood drop with his own fingertip.
His thoughts returned to the last time Luocha had needed to do something like this for them. Unpleasant, but necessary. His gaze shifted toward Dan Heng. "...Check with Dan Heng." It wasn't his decision to make. Whatever anyone might think was necessary, Dan Heng's autonomy was still his own.