[MINGLE] Worried/Sick 1: Symptoms Manifest & Reaction

[sixthiteration]

WHERE: Anywhere; multiple locations
WHEN: Apx. 13-18 November
OPEN TO: ALL - MINGLE
WARNINGS: Serious illness and reactions to such

IMPORTANT NOTES: This is the first of two mingles. Please see the timing and general event details here.

Illness Presents and Putting Heads Together will have their own top-levels in this post, but you may make separate top-levels for whatever you like! Anything is welcome, as long as it tangentially relates to the Worried/Sick plot.

Please keep in mind the established plot details, but creative license is welcome and encouraged as long as it doesn't step on toes.

Comments

[to_defend]

7 tucks her hands under her head. It wasn't exactly seeing dead people alive, again.

"I saw ... The Beast, a machine from my world that was trying to capture us. It clawed through that wall, broken glass and bricks. I thought it was going to get us."

Obviously, just a vision, as the wall is perfectly intact.

[mediumhoodie]

A beat. It sounded terrifying but Kat had no real context to grasp what 7 had been feeling. She was sympathetic and fear was an emotion that she understood, living with it all her life.

"I'm sorry."

She wanted to tell 7 that she'd seen her stepfather, the demon who had abused her, broke her and then tried to eat her but it was too much. There were too many feelings buried away and Kat didn't know if she could go into more than vague details.

She closed her eyes and resolved herself to try. "I saw my step father. He was a demon and each night he'd come to my room-" Her voice broke off and Kat exhaled. "But I know he's dead."

[to_defend]

7 reaches over and grips Kat's shoulder.

"Dead or not, he's not here. You don't have to worry." She gives Kat an additional pat and then pushes to sit up. She should try to make her way to her own bead. "I've never been like this before."

[mediumhoodie]

"Like this?" Kat asked, her voice tired but curious.

Seven's bed wasn't too far away. They could talk and rest at the same time but she wanted to know what the other woman meant. Was there something about this world that changed her? Was it similar to Vergil being without his powers?

Her head was thrumming with too many things and her fever for Kat to think straight.

[to_defend]

"Sick." She reaches up to rub at her face. After a moment, she moves gingerly off the bed over to her own, then pulls off the pillow and blanket to return to Kat's side, She sets up a little nest on the floor.

"We just didn't get sick like this."

She sees the mop, and drags it over. She felt better with some sort of weapon by her side. "Have you?"

[mediumhoodie]

Kat shook her head weakly from side to side. "I got sick but not like this." It wasn't the first time that she'd seen horrors and demons in her sleep. Even on a good night, Kat's dreams were plagued with demons and the products of nightmares, but this had felt too real for something like that.

"If I got sick... I would hide it. Being weak wasn't always an option."

[to_defend]

"We'll get through this." It's as much to reassure herself as it is for Kat. "There are people taking care of us and people looking for a cure and we'll help each other out. We'll get through this."

She's tired, though, and waning through her speech as exhaustion starts to creep over.

[mediumhoodie]

"Yeah." Her voice was light and warm but Kat wasn't sure she believed it. Dealing with her stepfather had been the hardest point in her life. She'd been running but without Vergil's help she wouldn't have been able to stand and fight.

That was ignoring the fact that he was the reason she had ended up in jail in the first place.

"Sleep. I'll look over us for a bit." Kat tried to smile but the expression was weak and forced. She was tired too but she'd stay up for a little longer and keep an eye on 7.