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That is because most people have specific views of their world and they don't like to have the world-view altered. I didn't believe in vampires either. But I cannot deny what I have observed. Once I've eliminated the impossible, whatever remains, must be the truth.

That said, just because I can identify you as a vampire, doesn't mean I believe that all aspects of the myth are true.

[In other words, he believes Julian lives off the blood of humans - which actually is a medical condition, but not that he turns into a bat.]

Most really aren't true, I can assure you. And I love garlic. *He answers almost automatically.*

You're much better at accepting changes to your view of the world than I was. Or, rather, better than almost everybody else. Impressive. Well, now that you know, what are you going to do?

Do? What do you mean?

Are you going to tell anyone? You don't seem to be afraid, but maybe you think you should do something about a vampire running around?

Depends entirely upon how you live as a vampire. Do you kill people?

No. I can live without harming anyone. So, unless it's in self-defense, I don't.

[Casually.]

Then what reason would I have to tell anyone anything?

You only have my word for it. I could be a liar.

[He smirks.]

Could be. But it would be better for you to stick to the truth.

[Sherlock is trying to be nice. He is not calling Julian a pathetic liar. He extends his hand as part of introduction.]

Sherlock Holmes.

Yeah. It's probably a bad idea to try lying to you.

*Julian returns the smile, appreciating that Sherlock refrains from saying it out loud, and takes the hand.*

Julian Steele. Nice to meet you.

[Sherlock is in full curiosity mode now.]

So, what are the differences between the myth and you?

*He hesitates for a moment, but then decides that he can hardly do more harm by telling.*

Well, I'm not dead. Or undead. Or supernatural in any way. No shape-changing or flying, I don't care about crosses, and as I've said, I like garlic.

So the only thing that remains is an issue with sunlight and you drink blood. Interesting. You said you don't need to kill. Blood banks?

Yes. *Every now and then, he has to hunt, but he hasn't lied. Nobody dies in these cases.*

It's like with many things that have become myths over time. They may have some truth at their core, but the rest is fiction.

[He chuckles, slightly amused.]

Well, that is the definition of myth. It wouldn't be believable if there wasn't some truth to it.

Sure. Although without all the exaggeration that made the myth, things would easier in a way.

Well, I suppose it would be easier in one sense... But, somethings are true in every myth. The thrill of the hunt...

[Yes, he knows it's there.]

*He looks away, feeling suddenly ashamed.*

That's ... one of the things that aren't made up, yes.

[He nods, he saw as much.]

Yet you choose not to kill. So how do you feed that desire?

Most of us choose to live like this.

And I keep myself busy with other things. Running works fine, for example. The good thing is, I can mostly ignore it until, well, there is a hunt.

A hunt? More than one of you at a time, then?

Oh, no. We're mostly solitary. But it's not impossible that we get into a situation in which we have to hunt.

You said you don't kill unless you have to. A willing participant is hardly a hunt.

There's not always a willing participant. But as I've said, there's still no need to kill.

Severely mame?

Oh good! The deductions are always the most difficult part XD

I can imagine! Good work, really. My colleagues were wondering why I was grinning at the screen. :D

Again, thank you :)

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