Interview with a Med Student

Interview with a Med Student

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Forget everything you've heard about vampires, they don't burn in the sun, and they definitely don't sparkle either. Dennis Whitaker craves blood, which he devours with his subtle fangs. His hair and nails continue to grow, but he stopped aging at the age of twenty seven in 1690. He's been many things in his life, living for over 300 years gives you the time to try anything once, this isn't his first time being a doctor, but it is the first time having to study for it. Medicine has changed since the 1800s, but Whitaker loves the thrill of emergency medicine. Due to his immortal age, Whitaker moves quicker than average person, so keeping up with the pace of the hospital is nothing to him. The only thing he has to remember, is to look human, that's more demanding than anything. Breathing slower than average, Whitaker constantly has the strain of remembering to sigh and take long breaths, mimicking the behaviour of other doctors during a typical ED shift. He can also eat regular food, but it's bland and tasteless, what Whitaker really craves is someone with AB negative blood, oh and Dr Robby.
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