Colin's posts

She made her way to the lab, and waited for a response when she knocked. It was Ilias than answered about 30 seconds after the knock, and let her in.

"Hey." he greeted her.

"Something up?" he asked. "The med team doesn't normally visit us unless there's a problem." he reasoned.

"So... I mean, if there isn't, then what can I do for you?" he then asked her.

As he spoke, she saw he was keeping track of notes and such, and keeping an eye on the lighting. A quick glance at the papers showed that it was electrical notes and such, and it had to do with the power to the building.

Zeke nodded.

"Probably." he said.

"To keep me away from them is to sentence them to a quick and painful death." he told her bluntly. "So unless you want their blood on your hands, find a crystal that can hold celestial mana, so it can slow release and protect them in my absence." he said further.

"I'd say they have about an hour before my influence there disappears entirely." he added.

"So... yeah." he mumbled.

"Suffice to say, this situation is... shit."

"I might be able to help." Zeke replied.

"Back at the house, I was able to use my mana to set up a protected zone. A sort of sanctuary, if you will." he told her. "I wasn't able to STOP the withering, but I was able to significantly slow it down." he continued.

"From what I saw, I think I slowed it down to around... 5-7% of what it was before. Sadly... a few are... already too far gone..." he then lamented, the sadness in his voice real, and genuine.

"But the others have more of a chance for survival." he went on.

"I might be able to do the same thing here." he told her.

"Set up a zone for Angela and Liv, and see if THAT helps them."

"...." Zeke was silent until he heard that.

"All right, THAT changes things." he said.

"Why do I suspect that I'm going to be fine? Because I'M not a fae." he told her.

"The fae back at the house are dying. And I mean they're rotting away." he revealed. "And when you called me and said that Angela was down, my slow brain finally made a connection that Angela and Olivia both have fae... mana... DNA... whatever.. in them." he continued.

"So my suspicion is that there's something going on... probably with the planet itself... which is causing the fae to literally wither away." he told her further. "They're a species that's VERY connected to the planet after all." he reasoned.

Zeke shook his head.

"Don't apologise." he said.

"You're doing your job as a medic, and as a friend. I cannot be angry about that." he went on.

"And do I KNOW something? THAT'S hard to answer." he then sighed.

"Do I SUSPECT something? Oh, yes. Yes, most certainly." he confirmed.

"However, before I spout off what I think, these tests will confirm my suspicion or not." he then said further.

"I'd go into more detail, but if these tests prove me wrong, then I can thankfully let my misinformation go unknown." he then reasoned.

Zeke was silent for a moment, before sighing.

"Sure." he said, following her.

"I'll tell you right now, chances are you're not going to find anything wrong with me, but as you said, being asymptomatic is a thing, so... yeah, might as well get the tests done." he reasoned.

As they walked, he looked around worriedly.

'Damn it, if these tests come back negative, I know what's happening.' he thought.

'And I won't like it. I don't like it NOW.'

"Cool, see you real soon." Zeke responded, before hanging up.

Again, Alicja was left with... much confusion. She didn't know why he'd reacted the way he did, but it DID expedite things, so it wasn't really anything to complain about. Sure enough, within 30 seconds, Zeke appeared in the entryway of the medwing, and looked over at Alicja.

"All right, I'm here." he told her.

"And I have a feeling I know what this is about." he went on, but then paused.

"...but... before I decide to rush ahead with my assumption and potentially make an ass out of myself, how about you fill me in?" he then asked of her. "Just so I know whether or not there're additional things to worry about."

There was silence on the other end, before there was a response. And not the one she was expecting.

"OH! Oh, crap!" Zeke exclaimed.

"You're right! I do!" he agreed.

"I assume you mean now? As in right the hell now?" he then asked her.

"Because I can be there literally within a minute, so long as you tell me where I can safely teleport in." he then said.

As he spoke, she heard hurried footsteps and fumbling around. It was clear he was getting ready to leave... as much as he could, within the length that the phone cord allowed him to.

"Find out ASAP." Sharp ordered her.

"I'll see if I can't call in some outside temporary help to keep the medwing going." he told her further.

"I'll keep you updated with that." he went on.

"And YOU keep me updated with the situation on Ezekiel, Angela, and Olivia." he finished.

"If there's nothing else, I suggest you move with haste."

Hal's face was a look of simultaneous anger, concern, and sheer exasperation.

"....of course." he growled.

"Well, Ezekiel is at Angela's home. He's been 'holding the fort down', so to speak." he told her.

"I can call him, or you can, to get him here to have himself checked over." he continued.

"...and 110." he then said quietly.

"That's... just...." he stammered, unable to find the words right now.

The receptionist waved back, as she continued her conversation with whomever was on the other end of the phone, and Alicja then heard Hal's voice from behind the closed door.

"Come in!" he called.

She opened the door and stepped inside, and Hal looked over towards her.

"Oh, Alicja" he greeted her.

"Have a seat." he said, gesturing to one of the chairs.

"What can I help you with?" he asked as she sat down.

Nate nodded in response.

"Yeah." he said, before pausing.

"...we need to test Zeke." he told her. "He lives in that house, too. We need to see if HE'S coming down with any similar symptoms as the two of them." he then told her.

"Anyway, you go tell Agent Sharp." he finished, before pausing again.

"Oh, and I've heard that his receptionist isn't officially acting as one that stops people from seeing him." he told her. "She's there just to manage and screen his calls for the time being, so you don't have to ask her to buzz Agent Sharp. Just knock on his door." he said.

"Dr. Edwards told me that... couple days ago."

"Just a little." Nate responded, helping Alicja however he could. They worked as hard as they could to try and drop Angela's fever, but despite their best efforts, they only managed to get it down 2 or 3 degrees.

Which was still something, at least.

"..." Nate was silent, biting his bottom lip slightly.

"Think this is what Liv has?" he asked her.

"Or some form of it?" he asked further.

"...or is there more to this than there seems..." he then wondered aloud.

Nate nodded in response.

The first thing he did was press his wrist to her forehead... and then promptly snapped it back.

'Yikes!' he thought, before getting a thermometre and placing it in her mouth to take it proper. He then watched as he saw her temperature show as high. And then higher, and higher, and higher... and then FINALLY stopped. Though that was little comfort right now.

"Oh, sweet heavens..." he said in a hushed tone.

"A... Alicja...?" he then said, getting her attention.

"Dr. Edwards temperature is... it's... it's 110 degrees." he told her quietly.