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[competing]

[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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[prodigism]

[ Listen here. He knows what happens when powerful beings go on crazed starved rampages. He doesn't take any chances when it comes to that, not when it reminds him so much of ghouls to begin with. ]

If subduing them is impossible other actions must be taken. I'm willing to do so, should others not be.

[ Arima please. ] Of course only when the times. Otherwise I will use nonlethal methods for now.

[ For now is the keyword right there. ]

[secondnature]

It's not a matter of no one wanting to do it. It's that we're ACTUALLY working on a cure. If you kill someone, you can't cure them.

So, nonlethal it is.

[He's already had to deal with this conversation before. He's getting a little tired of it, even if he understands why it keeps coming up.]

[prodigism]

Very well. [ It's a hard mindset and way of doing things to break. All Arima has ever known is to use lethal force on ghouls and that includes infected he's seen act like. It's not a very good mindset but it's one he's been built and programmed to have since he was 15. But at least with a cure being made he could break his habit, albeit it'll be hard not to just default to it, but he will try to keep that in mind for the future. ]

If supplies are needed Haise and I can retrieve them as well.

[secondnature]

You know Haise, too, huh?

Do you work on the police force?

[Trying to figure out who goes where is something he's ... kind of trying to help with, even if he's basically failing at it.]

[prodigism]

He's a subordinate of mine from back home, yes.

[ Among other things that Arima will never divulge. ]

Not here, no. I was working in the library prior to everything happening here.

[secondnature]

Huh ... guess that makes sense. I haven't really asked a whole lot about him.

[To be fair, Keith is bad at doing that in general.]

[prodigism]

And I assume you and Lance know one another from back home as well?

[ They seemed like they were at least used to one another. ]

Despite coming from multiple worlds it's interesting to see how many of use are dragged here together.

[secondnature]

Yeah, and he's not the only one.

I wouldn't be surprised if it's more likely. The way wormholes work back home, it'd be strange if only one person got dragged in from time to time.

[prodigism]

You have experience with wormholes then? [ Interesting. He can't say he knows anything about that at all, only what he's read in books, so it's pretty intriguing to learn that someone has actually been in one. ]

[secondnature]

We travel by wormholes back home. Controlled ones, though. And it's only within one universe, instead of a bunch.

The princess in charge of our crew handles them.

[prodigism]

I see. It's interesting to hear, given that I've only read about wormholes in books and nothing more.

[ But having been brought through one to another world entirely definitely has made him change his tune. ]