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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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[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.