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[cachemoney]

[Fiona is a little out of breath, like she just hustled very quickly away from somewhere. Which she did, but that's neither here nor there. The background behind her is some innocuous wood panelling; she's in a house.]

Okay. So. Crunch time. Things are getting nuts out there, if you didn't notice. We are gonna wind up super screwed if we don't hop to figuring out what the hell to do.

[She holds up a vial. It has some alien writing on it, as well as a familiar symbol on the label.]

We found this inside the hospital. A shit-ton of them, actually. So who wants to find out what Zymandis asshole is responsible for this mess and beat an antidote out of them?



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Comments

[araigneedusoir]

Now that you bring that up, that does sound a lot more likely. Hasn't had enough time to adapt.

[Or hadn't really bothered.]

We all do our part.

[flashbanging]

Most of us, anyway.

[ He just can't figure out why she's doing hers. What loyalty does she have to anyone here? Why does it mean anything to her?

(Why did she protect him?) ]

Some of us just wanna yammer on all day about nothin'.

[ Referring to all the odd conspiracy theories spread out over this very post. ]

[araigneedusoir]

Sometimes talking about nothing yields interesting results.

[or wastes time isn't added. But really what else did they have to do? Talk, plan...guess, search further. Plan for the worst and hope for the best.]

But I suppose we'll have to see.

[flashbanging]

That's fair. I'm happy to go on about nothin' all day long, most times. Less so when we got ourselves a crisis fixin' to burst open.

[ He could just end it here, just hang up ... but ... ]

You ain't feeling any of this, right? The sickness stuff.

[ He wonders if she's immune, due to--whatever Talon did to her. ]

[araigneedusoir]

Touché.

[She's almost expecting the conversation to end there, so when he asks it takes a few extra seconds for her to respond. She feels fine...maybe a little more tired that normal but that's no surprise.]

No, I'm not. You?

[flashbanging]

Naw. Reckon I've just been lucky, though.

[ He thumbs the brim of his hat, 'hem'ing thoughtfully. ]

Was just wonderin' if it might be different for you.

[araigneedusoir]

If we were back home I might say yes.

[But they're not and she can't ever be 100% certain what Talon did to her would hold up against new and (probably) alien virus']

Here I don't know.

[flashbanging]

[ He rubs his beard. He could press the issue, and he might have done, if they were friends ... but they're not friends. ]

Hmm. Well, you take care now.

[araigneedusoir]

As much as I can in this situation.

[A small pause as she considers]

You too.