For a good Cause (Blood Drive)

Volac Seihsa

Volac Smiled as he held up a hand, waving people forward so that they could gather at the entrance to the event. Rose Garden was holding its bi-monthly blood drive, and had hired a menagerie of mages to help out and try and welcome in new donors. He was wearing his normal clothes, minus the heavy coat for once, though he was still wearing the turtleneck and scarf, with Hitamuki curled up within it and fast asleep. Even though she wasn’t awake, it was still very nice to have her company.

There were at least 9 other mages that were there, helping out to herd the crowd of eager donors to various spots in the location. Currently, he was one of the mages in charge of making sure that people were sitting down at the rest area, and enjoying some of the neatly presented snacks and beverages that were provided by the organization running the blood drive.

Volac perked up as he heard the sound of someone retching into a trash can, a woman whispering to them soothingly, rubbing their back as a sign of comfort. Volac smiled to himself, a crooked grin blooming across his face. It was nice to see someone comfort another person while they were in pain, or suffering some form of discomfort. Already there was another mage hurrying over to guide the pair over to the medical area to treat the poor person’s nausea.

Volac turned around, moving back towards the table of food, using his light pen to scrawl out the items that were being handed out. He had spent the better part of an hour prior to the opening of the actual donor drive to actually write out the menu of food items and drinks, most of them some form of snack cakes, cookies, fruit juice, or sweet drinks like tea. Very simple, and easy to produce en-masse, which was a very, very good thing.

Especially considering how fast most of the food had been wiped out.

Over half of everything on the tables had been taken within the first 20 minutes of donations, the amount of people showing up actually making Volac flinch at the sheer volume of people. As much as he didn’t mind being kept busy, even he had his limits to how many people that he was capable of handling at once… and that limit was quickly being reached, especially since he’d thrown his voice out once again, making it annoying to communicate with others.

On the plus side, though, alot of them got the point of him simply beckoning for them to follow him, and happily made their way over to the table once they understood what he was pointing at. It also helped that he’d used his pen to write “Follow me please!” on both sides of his shirt, making sure that the letters were large enough to be able to be seen from a distance. All in all, it felt nice to be able to help out for such a good cause.

Hell, next time he might just show up as a donor himself!