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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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[strictdiscipline]

Only if you let me come with you.

[It'll be a cute date, surely neither Rhys nor Lancer will mind.]

[cachemoney]

[They'll both be too busy shoveling potato chips into their mouths to care, it's fine.

That gets a small smile out of her, at least.] I'd say I'll pack the sandwiches, but that's probably not sanitary.

[strictdiscipline]

Not in the least.

[Her smile's quick to fade though.] But if you did want to go, I'm serious about going with you. We might not be able to find the good [read: terrible] doctor but we might be able to find other clues.

[cachemoney]

Alright. I'll-- see if Rhys feels up to coming along. He's usually my partner. [Not that he's sick or anything!!!! Obviously he's just a whiny baby who has some problem with poking around in the sewers.] Thanks, Riza.