Scavengers: Collection - Books 1-4 (Zombie Gentlemen) (m/m zombie steampunk erotic romance) by K.A. Merikan Page A
Authors: K.A. Merikan
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with a silver handle. The woman took James' hand and exited the coach gracefully.
The pavement was relatively clean, so there was no need for her to continue lifting the hem of her dress once she was on the ground. James smiled and they started walking towards a group of men already standing at the top of the marble stairs. He really hoped someone would get Lady Shelley’s attention off him. Five years after the appearance of the new, terrible illness, a professor Hiltrub established the first department of morphysiology in the British Isles, which was second only to the one at a University in Berlin. The new branch of science was concerned exclusively with the physiology of the undead and was supposed to find a cure in the long run.
A young professor who was supposed to be their guide in the building was introduced to James as Arthur Fairfax. After a short welcoming talk, the whole group entered the university. James didn’t know much about medicine but as one of the parliament's representatives, he tried to learn, and inspecting the new department was one way to go about it. One of the conservative lords, Richard Barnett was strongly opposed to this new development, but the majority supported the research in hope of helping the ill and preventing further spread of the Plague. Another major advantage of having undead subjects in a medical faculty was the possibility to learn about the functioning of a human body on a working organism. Undead bodies did work, even though their physiology was much slower than that of regular humans. This not only accustomed future surgeons with functioning bodies, but also presented the possibility to observe how they worked.
“And you said that you are transporting them safely to the university?” James inquired, as they were walking down a clean, white corridor. “Who would take on such a task?”
From the whispering that followed his question, he recognized that other members of this party were wondering the same thing.
“I’m happy you asked, sir,” their guide smiled, turning into a spacious corridor with a chequered floor and tall windows. The light inside was dyed by colorful stained glass images depicting important concepts and personas from the history of medicine. “Thankfully, London has a varied population and the recruitment was not difficult at all. Some are even working today,” he explained.
“On a Sunday?” James raised his eyebrows suspiciously. “Are they godly people?”
The professor shrugged. “They are, but their beliefs are somewhat different from ours,” he explained. “And they have a day off on Saturdays.”
“Jews?” asked Lady Shelley blinking in surprise. “Are you sure it’s safe?”
Until a few years ago the Jews enjoyed a growing tolerance and some even worked in Parliament, but with the Plague it all changed. From just a few pieces of gossip, to then hateful articles in the newspapers, the Jews became suspected of causing the horrible illness in an attempt to bring the Messiah to earth. Many claimed they were just as depraved as the Johners. Because of the hostile attitudes, most of the Jewish population in London started keeping to themselves, moving into particular districts, even though it was not enforced by law. They still could practice their religion legally, but all persons of Jewish origin have been abolished from public functions.
This once, James had to agree with Juanita. “That does sound extremely dangerous. What if they decide to release the undead in the city. Somewhere in the Christian districts. You don’t know what to expect of these people!” he said, extremely worried. Police reported numerous conflicts between Jews and Christians, especially in less affluent areas. Lord Barnett lobbied to pass a law constricting the former to Bylondon, parasitic districts growing on the outer side of London’s protective walls. This suggestion didn’t go through in the parliament, but still gained more support than
The pavement was relatively clean, so there was no need for her to continue lifting the hem of her dress once she was on the ground. James smiled and they started walking towards a group of men already standing at the top of the marble stairs. He really hoped someone would get Lady Shelley’s attention off him. Five years after the appearance of the new, terrible illness, a professor Hiltrub established the first department of morphysiology in the British Isles, which was second only to the one at a University in Berlin. The new branch of science was concerned exclusively with the physiology of the undead and was supposed to find a cure in the long run.
A young professor who was supposed to be their guide in the building was introduced to James as Arthur Fairfax. After a short welcoming talk, the whole group entered the university. James didn’t know much about medicine but as one of the parliament's representatives, he tried to learn, and inspecting the new department was one way to go about it. One of the conservative lords, Richard Barnett was strongly opposed to this new development, but the majority supported the research in hope of helping the ill and preventing further spread of the Plague. Another major advantage of having undead subjects in a medical faculty was the possibility to learn about the functioning of a human body on a working organism. Undead bodies did work, even though their physiology was much slower than that of regular humans. This not only accustomed future surgeons with functioning bodies, but also presented the possibility to observe how they worked.
“And you said that you are transporting them safely to the university?” James inquired, as they were walking down a clean, white corridor. “Who would take on such a task?”
From the whispering that followed his question, he recognized that other members of this party were wondering the same thing.
“I’m happy you asked, sir,” their guide smiled, turning into a spacious corridor with a chequered floor and tall windows. The light inside was dyed by colorful stained glass images depicting important concepts and personas from the history of medicine. “Thankfully, London has a varied population and the recruitment was not difficult at all. Some are even working today,” he explained.
“On a Sunday?” James raised his eyebrows suspiciously. “Are they godly people?”
The professor shrugged. “They are, but their beliefs are somewhat different from ours,” he explained. “And they have a day off on Saturdays.”
“Jews?” asked Lady Shelley blinking in surprise. “Are you sure it’s safe?”
Until a few years ago the Jews enjoyed a growing tolerance and some even worked in Parliament, but with the Plague it all changed. From just a few pieces of gossip, to then hateful articles in the newspapers, the Jews became suspected of causing the horrible illness in an attempt to bring the Messiah to earth. Many claimed they were just as depraved as the Johners. Because of the hostile attitudes, most of the Jewish population in London started keeping to themselves, moving into particular districts, even though it was not enforced by law. They still could practice their religion legally, but all persons of Jewish origin have been abolished from public functions.
This once, James had to agree with Juanita. “That does sound extremely dangerous. What if they decide to release the undead in the city. Somewhere in the Christian districts. You don’t know what to expect of these people!” he said, extremely worried. Police reported numerous conflicts between Jews and Christians, especially in less affluent areas. Lord Barnett lobbied to pass a law constricting the former to Bylondon, parasitic districts growing on the outer side of London’s protective walls. This suggestion didn’t go through in the parliament, but still gained more support than
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