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The hunter nodded before quickly making his way to find AJ.

Sure enough, when they found him and told him, he was on his way to the med wing.

And he looked concerned.

"Damn it, damn it, damn it." he cursed as he moved.

He only quieted down when he was IN the med wing, and was frantically looking around for the injured party.

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Aly paused for a moment and thought about it.

"A few little pats of it should be fine." she said.

"You've been healthy about your diet." she went on. "So a little indulgence is all right." she smiled.

"Besides, butter is all right, for the most part." she added.

"Just don't soak your food in it." she chuckled.

The person watched them go, before they made their way to the closed office door of the one in question.

"Dani!" they called in with a knock.

"Dani, Phyra's back!" they said.

"They have information for you that you need, it seems, but she's in the med wing right now." they went on.

"....Dani, she was losing a lot of blood, too." they then added.

Ty was silent for a moment, thinking about it.

"Ah!" he said.

"Yes, actually." he told her.

"She's mentioned a couple of things." he went on.

"Let's see... she mentioned that she'd love to go somewhere there's a beach. Just be on a beach." he told her.

"And the other... well... she didn't actually SAY it, but I caught her browsing the website fun-under-the-sheets... so you may want to look THERE for inspiration." he added with a wink.

Tyson just sighed in response.

"Yep, same." he said.

"Actually, wait..." he muttered.

"No, this hit ME shortly after I had a really late breakfast." he commented. "I ended up needing to come in here super early last night, and pretty much didn't get a chance to eat until around 10:30ish or so." he said further.

"Hm." he mumbled.

"At any rate, things are pretty good with myself and Miki." he told her. "We actually have a vacation planned for later this year. Someplace warm where we can soak up the sun." he chuckled.

"How about with you and Peyton?" he asked. "...aside from possible ruined plans for tonight." he clarified.

Ty looked over towards Mira, and nodded slightly.

"....yep." he replied.

"Just... really feel like hell." he said.

"Almost collapsed to the floor on the way here, too." he then told her.

"Seriously, I feel like a good vomit would help me feel better, but... I just can't bring myself to. I have no desire to, and just... yeah." he muttered.

"Not sure it even WOULD help, admittedly." he then sighed.

As soon as they finally reached the Medical Wing, they were greeted by one of the staff there.

"What seems to be the issue?" they were asked.

Mira responded with how she felt... at least, the larger ones, which caused the staff member to look surprised and concerned.

"Another one?" they mumbled quietly.

"Another one...?" Illias asked them.

"Yes, Agent King is here, and is complaining about very similar symptoms." was the response given.

"Come on, let's get you to a room." they then said, as they started to escort Mira to a room.

"...." Ilias was silent, before he rushed forward.

"Mira!" he exclaimed as he got close and allowed her to use him for balance.

"Oh geez, you look ready to keel over." he said.

"Come on, let's get you to the Medical Wing." he suggested.

"How do you feel?" he asked. "I know you said you're not feeling so hot, but what in specific seems to be wrong?" he asked further.

"Anything particularly bad or off?" he finished.

All the while, he couldn't help but feel almost alarmed at how bad she was looking. She seriously looked ready to just keel over and die, which he would never forvige himself if he allowed that to happen.

When she had her little episode, she ended up knocking one of the scrubbing brushes off the table, which made a low clacking sound as it hit the floor.

The noise had not gone unnoticed, and it just so happened that Ilias was nearby, making his inventory rounds.

He poked his head into the room she was in, and raised an eyebrow.

"...Mira?" he addressed her.

"You all right?" he asked.

"No, go ahead." Cecil replied.

With that, he quickly made his way up to his room, and shut the door behind him.

".....she's definitely different." he muttered.

"Yes, she's definitely someone to make use of." he added, his tone darker than usual.

He then made his way to a drawer, and took out a small stack of bills, which was his rent. As he grabbed them, they seemed to be enveloped in a dark purple aura of translucent purple, with definite hints of red to it. After a second, the aura seeped into the money, and he smirked.

"Excellent."

"....that's true." Cecil replied.

"......" he was then silent, and seemed to be thinking about something.

"....oh!" he exclaimed, snapping his fingers.

"One second." he said.

"I need to get something for you." he told her, standing up.

"I'll be back in a couple minutes. You all right just sitting here until then?" he asked her.

"Worried." Cecil replied.

"There doesn't seem to be any pattern to the disappearances." he said.

"...it's frightening." he commented further.

"It makes me wonder who could be next..." he then went on, looking away some.

"What if they came after YOU?" he asked her.

"I don't want anything to happen to you." he told her.

"You're really nice, and you gave me a roof to live under, and a nice room, and you sometimes bring me food, and I don't want anything to happen to you."

"I'll try." Cecil replied.

"I mean, I can't just hide away like a hermit because of this. I need to go out and such." he told her.

"But I mean...yeah, I'll try and be careful." he said.

He then sighed and shook his head.

"Anyway, how are you doing?" he asked her.

"How have things been for you?" he asked further.