D sunlight

Leaving his cyborg horse at the hotel stable for inspection and repairs, the
first thing D did when he got back to his room was draw the curtains. As a
thin darkness claimed the room, the languor slowly wicked away from his
body. Only those of Noble blood ever experienced such things. However,
even a dhampir who’d inherited the better part of their Noble parent’s
strength and their human parent’s tolerance for sunlight would be short of
breath after half a day spent walking under a cloudy sky, and would need
several hours in pitch darkness to relieve them of the fatigue that would
accumulate in their flesh. After spending three hours out in the blazing sun,
they’d need to sleep nearly half a day to recover. D, on the other hand, was
no ordinary dhampir.

Descending as they did from the vampiric Nobility, all dhampirs took only
what nutrients they needed to live rather than subsisting on solid food as
humans did. Dropping a pair of dried blood plasma capsules into his palm
from a case he kept in his saddlebags, D quickly swallowed them.

If some uninformed child had been there by his side, the Hunter’s actions
would’ve thrown the youngster into convulsions. Dried blood plasma was
extremely hard to come by unless one went to questionable doctors who skirted the law or bought it on the black
market. Purchasing of a jar of a thousand capsules would allow a dhampir
to go a year without food. Given D’s constitution, those two capsules would
sustain him for at least a week, and possibly as long as two.

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