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[With all the information coming out, it's apparent to Keith and Lance that one big elephant in the room has been ignored: the infection among the recruits themselves. Keith is tired and on edge, as he needs nothing to do with the infection to be cranky. Lance is jittery, too. But they have to talk about that elephant before it gets too late.

And for some of them, it might be. That's what Keith is really afraid of right now.]

Hey. It's Keith.

and ya boy, lance! [Because things are already pretty doom and gloom as it stands, and maybe things could use a little lightening up? Or something...

It’s a little more difficult to differentiate between people in a group message like this, but it’s a better idea to get something down on text in case they need to refer to it later, and anyone who knows either of the boys can probably tell them apart pretty easily through diction alone.]

we know your mind-phones have been pretty busy lately, but theres something keith and i wanted to talk to you guys about.

Before we get a move on in attacking Zymandis' agent, we need to look at our own numbers. A lot of us are sick. Maybe less than I thought. Or maybe more. Either way, we have to know who's sick and make a plan to help our own. And I'm serious about HELPING. Not putting someone out of their misery or any of the other stupid stuff I've heard from some of this team. We need to stop this disease. We need to help our own. Once everyone's BETTER, we'll make a plan for what to do next as a team.

[It's harsher than necessary but likely less harsh than how it might be normally, given Keith's frequently frustrated tone of voice. Text mitigates some of it, even if his frustration definitely does become CAPITAL LETTERS.

Lance, meanwhile, is quite eager to gloss over that sharp reprimand because seriously guys — kumbaya.]

yeeeeeah, so — helping! getting a head count is definitely ideal. we cant afford to be silent on this and we definitely CANT be alone right now, cuz every one of us affected and on our own can be a huge risk to everyone here. so we were thinking… since the city shut it down, we can use the middle school. those of us infected can stay there while we wait for our people to find that cure. like a quarantine safe house.. i know its not ideal, but its something. especially for those who dont have any other contingency plans.

[A pause. Well. May as well get the ball rolling, right?]

ill be there.

( ooc; p.s. there is an information plotting post for the quarantine space! )

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I said I'd be gentle.

Are you even sure you know what that means?

Of course. A quick bullet through the skull isn't such a bad way to go.

[Lance may have a point...although if he wants to know exactly how it feels, Giovanni is in a position to tell him.]

[ jesus h. christ ]

How about no one goes ever, huh? How about that.

[What? It'd be over quickly!]

Everyone dies, sometime. And if we can't find a cure, what then? You'd prefer to be a raving lunatic with an insatiable desire for human flesh?

I could snap your neck, if you prefer. Or perhaps suffocation appeals?

[ maybe it's the mounting anxiety he has over this whole thing

or maybe it's the fact they're miles away that he feels a little bit braver ]

We are going to find a cure. If you've got nothing more helpful to add than these casual threats, then maybe don't say anything at all, huh?

Don't be like that. I'm sure chances of finding a cure are high, but everyone needs a contingency plan.

[And he's picking up on that, so--]

Perhaps you'd feel better if we were to discuss it in the flesh, so to speak. Hahah.

[ say that to his face, giovanni!!

except don't, stay where you are, you bully. ]

If you're bored, go play with someone else, okay? This already is the contingency plan.

[He sure will. And it's not like you're keeping your location a secret!]

Spoilsport. But really, it's not much of a contingency plan. Not in the long run. All I'm saying is, if it comes to it, I'll be good enough to lend my services. Last resort, and all that. Considering that I'm immune you can rest easy in the knowledge that I'll do what needs to be done.

[ nope, nope he's not.

but hey he's got a lot of pent-up aggression that's only gonna get worse as time goes on so... maybe subconsciously a part of him is welcoming it. he'd feel a lot less like a tool if he fought someone who's asking for it. ]

If you're trying to be comforting, you kind of suck at it.

[That would only end badly. For you. Still--]

Oh? Perhaps my delivery needs some work. Hahah. But it's something one ought to consider if all else fails. Notice I said if.

[Better?]

[ don't he know it.

and the ironic thing is lance literally said the same thing to keith just a couple of minutes ago. ha ha. ]

Trust me, just because I'm not keen on chatting about it doesn't mean I haven't considered the worst-case scenarios.

Well at least you have that much sense. And never fear-- should it come to it, I'll ensure no one suffers too much.

[He will, at the very least, make it quick. You see? He's not such a bad guy...]

But I'm prepared to give this cure a chance. Keep your fingers crossed, now.

[And in truth, though he won't say it, he hopes the cure does pull through. It's not something he's overtly acknowledged or even fully understands, but the fact is there are at least a few people here that it would pain him to have to end.]

Fingers and toes crossed, don't worry.

[ a pause. ]

...Also just a suggestion — you probably think you're coming from a real good place with that offer, but the fact that you keep offering it just makes it seem like you're eager. Might wanna watch that.

Is that so.

[His voice is a sardonic drawl, but again, perhaps he's just teasing. Who knows.]

[ he really doesn't have the time nor the patience for this. ]

Think about it.

[ and then he hangs up. ]

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