Come Together [Epidemic Healer Meeting/Guessing ]

*Surreal* · 06-09-2014, 05:09 PM

(Bringin' in the guinea pig for Erani.)

Surreal

Through the fog of her deepening fever, Surreal was barely aware of her mother?s scent pervading her sick ward alcove. She had been moved into the system, away from her regular sleeping place, and she would have snapped to that insanity she was becoming aware that lurked beneath the surface of the main illness symptoms. She had seen Rayne, hale and hearty, but missing both eyes, the sockets bleeding and blank, and a sickening grin pulling her maw wide. She had seen her father again, hulking and huge, his outline frazzling in erratic, strange ways, and she had seen Falk, with two heads, one loving and ever gentle, and the other vicious and evil. The real Falk was always at her side, however, his scent fighting off the insanities, his warm body chasing away some of the fear that had wormed its way into her soul. She was still determined to stay alive; to keep fighting until she reached the other end and was well again.

Her mothers voice batted away the fog. It was such an easy voice to latch onto and cling to consciousness. Falk and her mother were the two best things in her life right now. Two rocks holding her down from floating away into the dark. ?Cure? I?ll? try.? She fought back the roiling nausea in her stomach, a stomach empty from an earlier evacuation of rabbit that had failed to stick. She thought that maybe the scent on the rabbits that had been coming in held some scent of? Someone? Stick? Twig! Jinxx?s sister. Jinxx was sick, too. In one of her clear moments, she?d heard about him, that Sephiroth had a new set of scars from the attack Jinxx had unexpectedly made on the Beta Secondary. It was the insanity of this awful sickness. Surreal had been trying her best to fight away the aggression that bubbled up and made her want to snap at anything near. She?d only lunged once; at Falk, which brought her more terror than anything else. It had been the two headed Falk she had thought she was lunging at, wanting to get that evil head that didn?t belong off of his body.

Surreal noticed, blearily, the herbs in front of her, and crunched them up. Well? she chewed slowly, wondering if they would take effect immediately, or take forever. But? after a few moments, she felt slightly better. But only slightly. ?I think? I think some of it worked? M?head?s less fuzzy?? She mumbled, feeling her head lowering to the stone between her paws. The moss that had been there had been scraped away with each horrid seizure as it came, and was bunched somewhere behind or under her. Maybe that was why the ground under her felt lumpy. ??M sorry, mother?? For what? It not working all the way? For everyone being so sick? None of that was her fault. Maybe it was farther back. Maybe she was sorry that she hadn?t been able to keep her siblings together? That she hadn?t been able to help Gabriel with his problems? Tears, bloody tears, fell from her eyes, mismatched eyes squinching shut. ??m sorry?

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