Empyrean Iris Story Collection

Donating Blood

Krill had had a tough weekend, but that is what happens when you are attending a human party. Number on issue is that human music generally caused him extreme lightheartedness and, often, passing out, but the biggest issue is that when there were human parties, there was human drinking, and when humans were drinking the lost whatever small sliver of self preservation that their species happened to have. That meant he was on call the entire time for whatever drunken accident was sure to ensue.

And he hadn't been wrong.

He had been up very late into the night trying to deal with the issues, and much of the next day dealing with the hungover humans. Now that it was a monday, he expected things to be a little bit easier. Humans were generally unmotivated to do much on mondays. Krill didn't think it was generally possible to hate an unspecified universal time, but apparently humans didn't care what was or was not possible.

Sometimes it felt like the humans tracked time simply do hate mondays.

Floating down the hallway, he stopped before the doors allowing them to slide open for him intending to take command as he normally did to help his humans stay alive. He stopped in the doorway confused upon seeing Dr. Katie standing at the center of the room. The hospital beds had been rearranged into a sort of circle with her at the center.

The rest of the medical staff busied themselves around the room, while members of the crew sat on chairs against the wall.

There were four beds at the center all at once, and Dr. Katie in the middle. She was dressed in just her scrubs today, light blue, and in one hand she held a glittering needle attached to a clear plastic tube.

As he watched, she took her time to delicately insert the needle into the arm of one of the patients, who didn't appear particularly sick or bothered. He couldn't see why they would be here when they all appeared rather healthy. As he watched Dr. katie instructed the human to begin flexing and squeezing their hand. In response, the clear plastic tube was suddenly filled with red as blood came rushing into the tight containment. A bag hanging just beside the bed grew red with blood.

Krill stared on in confusion, which quickly turned to horror upon closer inspection as Dr. Katie went around the circle and began draining her fellow humans of their life blood. She stuck them in the arms with needles and began withdrawing the healthy red liquid from their veins while they sat there and watched doing nothing. Some of them talked to each other, like they weren't experiencing SIGNIFICANT blood loss.

The sound of a bell, and the human raised a hand into the air, "Dr. Katie, mine is done."

The Dr. Still not having noticed krill, trotted over and unhooked her human companion handing the bag of blood off to an assistant. She tied up the human's arm with a pink strip of tape, "Sit over there drink some juice, and then you are free to leave."

The human nodded, and Krill watched in horror as the human, suffering from blood loss, hopped down from the bed and wandered off.

Blood Loss was bad for humans!

Everyone knew this, Krill had spent enough time as a doctor to know this was bad because he ACTIVELY tried to help the humans recover from the horrible side effects of blood loose, which included, chills, confusion, unconsciousness, and, oh yeah, DEATH.

He rushed into the room just as Commander vir was walking towards the doctor and her two assistants. Dr Katie was using a marker to write on a bag, "What is your blood type?"

"A positive." The man responded taking a seat on the chair as Dr. katie took a quick look over his medical history.

"Dr..... what are you doing?" Krill demanded as she unwrapped another set of needles and tubes.