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icansolvethemtoo) wrote2012-07-16 12:42 am
icansolvethemtoo) wrote2012-07-16 12:42 am
third ✿ video
[And after yet another fairly troublesome mishap in her room, Flora finally manages to turn her Gear on. She had been meaning to just send a private call, but it didn't look like that was possible now. Her skin's taken on a sickly yellow tint, with black lines creeping from her neck to her cheeks, and her dark eyes are now a bold ruby color. There's probably more where that came from, but she's got her blanket wrapped about her.
For a long second, Flora just stares at it, watching the blinking light flash back and forth, but then she sighs in relief.]
Oh, thank goodness, it's not... broken a-after all...
[She scoots a little closer, pulling the blanket tighter around herself to hide the marks.]
F-for... everyone... afflicted w-with... w-well, everything... I... I--hope we all f-find a cure soon! Just... h-hang in there!
[Bravest smile she can muster, before she wiggles closer to her Gear and reaches out for it, showing her black-marked yellow fingers for a split second before she pulls her hand back in. Nope, still afraid to touch it. A nervous glance at the gear, then at the door.]
...P-professor?
A little... help... here?]
[But thankfully, her Mareep, who's been watching this entire scene sadly from the side of the room, takes pity on her and goes to turn the connection off for her.]
For a long second, Flora just stares at it, watching the blinking light flash back and forth, but then she sighs in relief.]
Oh, thank goodness, it's not... broken a-after all...
[She scoots a little closer, pulling the blanket tighter around herself to hide the marks.]
F-for... everyone... afflicted w-with... w-well, everything... I... I--hope we all f-find a cure soon! Just... h-hang in there!
[Bravest smile she can muster, before she wiggles closer to her Gear and reaches out for it, showing her black-marked yellow fingers for a split second before she pulls her hand back in. Nope, still afraid to touch it. A nervous glance at the gear, then at the door.]
...P-professor?
A little... help... here?]
[But thankfully, her Mareep, who's been watching this entire scene sadly from the side of the room, takes pity on her and goes to turn the connection off for her.]
[video]
M-maybe sit outside? I spoke to t-this one gentleman. A-and... he said t-the rain felt nice. M-maybe... It will help you too?
[video]
[At the mention of rain he scrunches his nose.] Don't think so. I mean, rain ain't bad or nothin'. I'm not feeling up to getting all wet. [The very thought was ... unwanted.]