Pestilentem PC: Anjo Nala

[justscribing]

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[fetteredwings]

[ It's a very good question. Nala had been wondering the same thing]

I think I'm more concerned about why we had all these deaths and trials to begin with. The automatic curfews... everything... it's like someone wished for it to happen.

[ thinking ]

Lobelia was always the one to announce these things--did something happen to him?

[justscribing]

If something more did, I don't know about it. He ran and I haven't looked for him.

[Alhaitham believes it's just more of the same, the degradation of his mind and self... but without being able to confirm, who can say?]

[fetteredwings]

['Something more', huh? ]

...what happened?

[justscribing]

[Alhaitham takes another bite of the apple, turning it in his fingers.]

A fight. I'm infected now, so neither of us can be reasonable around each other right now.

[And Lobelia was already being distant from the group before then. Now that he's actively avoiding Alhaitham, and Alhaitham isn't looking for him...]

[fetteredwings]

[ ...ah...]

When was this?

[justscribing]

[When was it? That's a good question, it's so hard to tell the days apart.] Before we passed out... two days I think. Everyone working on the cure knows.

[fetteredwings]

[Closing her eyes. It's fine it's fine]

... That's good. You haven't been feeling unwell?

[justscribing]

[He could insist he's fine. That he'll get through it. That he can put off the swift decline of his mind through shill will alone.]

I don't think I'm myself right now. [But he doesn't really know if he can. His fate is entirely in other hands. And he hates it.] But I wouldn't say I'm at a dangerous point. If I do become more erratic there are plenty of sedatives at the lab.

[fetteredwings]

[She mimes a karate chop]

I know a quicker way of putting people to sleep.

[But more seriously ]

Is there anything else you can share? So we can help?

[justscribing]

[Alhaitham cringes slightly. He'd rather take the shot.]

Nothing unique from any other case. [Yuki had also slipped rapidly.] My only option is that we find the cure.

[fetteredwings]

[Hehehe. She can make it gentle]

Mmm. There really is no rhyme or reason to this, is there? I thought diseases had a pattern of who they infect, but this one seems to go just about anywhere.

[justscribing]

[Alhaitham sighs.] Which is what I tried to tell Lobelia.

[And Cantarella, really, who is least likely to be "spreading" it.] If anything it's probably based on factors established by previous attempts to find the cure that Magi just keeps fulfilling.

[fetteredwings]

Logic doesn't really work in this case, does it? When the infection itself makes people illogical and unlikely to listen to reason.

[Cantarella no]

[justscribing]

[Or to be reasonable. He knows.]

No, and that's exactly the problem. [Because now neither of them can be logical. And just in general, Alhaitham hates when logic doesn't work.] Since the infection can't be traced, it'd be best if everyone thought to be clear was retested.