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[ Courtyard ]

In the silence, Mimsy wrapped herself more tightly around Robert. When she found that it still did not feel quite right, she pulled his arm around her until it draped comfortably around her shoulders. It was easier to believe that he would wake up very soon when it felt like he was holding her this way. It was easier not to think that he might be asleep for as long as Lucky was, and avoiding the accompanying worry was for the best.

If he did sleep, she had no doubts that Alice would take care of him. She just didn't know who would take care of her.

"I am grateful that she was not successful enough," she quietly remarked, fingertips passing fondly back and forth across the rings on Robert's hand. "I only hope that we will be better prepared when she next gains momentum."

This was Deus Ex. They never were. But she could still hope.

At the mention of the grail, she narrowed her eyes and tried to sift through the suspiciously congruent pieces in her memory. It would have doubled well as precisely the sort of expression one might expect in response to hearing that someone touched something out of apparent curiosity, had she been the sort of person who did not touch things for curiosity's sake. Not that it would have mattered much anyway; she didn't seem inclined to look at anyone other than Robert right now.

"Green...and red," she murmured, considering the implications of these words when paired with 'infection'. "Creation and Destruction. Yes, I think that the grail may have drawn her out of dormancy. I think that they have just used our island as a playing field. I think that they are at odds."

HP: 15
Virus: Cured

It wasn't much. But when Robert stirred, it was something. He groaned, and shuffled his body an inch, before it rolled back where it was again. A few seconds later, he let out another moan, and it was clear in the sound of it that he was in pain.

But this sounded almost identical to his difficulty waking up every single morning, so he couldn't have been that far off.

[ BEACH ]

Her words were so beautiful, ironically, it didn't reach her heart at all. Friends? She wanted to laugh again, they were that Shu's friends or acquaintances, but not hers. Getting her dagger, if a trainee would knock it out of her hands, she'd immediately killed herself for being an intermediate.

Her trick worked, now Nellie's attention shifted to Leslie and Leslie had someone to stop him, she smiled and waited for a chance to sneak away. She didn't have any intention to lose such a great chance.

CHANCE - LIGHTHOUSE

His smile was gentle. "Yeah," said Chance. "I do. You could have kept it, you know. You could have wished for something else entirely, but you didn't. You did it because you thought that it was more important to put the island and everyone on it before yourself. Other people don't have that much strength, Otto, hell I don't even know what I would have done. But you did it anyway."

He caught the glance to Maebe's prone figure, still quietly breathing, and Chance's expression grew a little softer.

"Come sit next to me," he said, nodding his head and wincing a little. "I need something to lean against that isn't a cold, stone wall. If you help me pull Maebe over too, she can lay a little in my lap to make it so she's not lying completely on the floor."

Otto nodded. There had been temptation of course. To use it for himself. But... maybe Chance was right. Maybe.. maybe Otto really was good, deep down. Maybe he could believe that.

"Right, sure." Otto nodded fervently, eager to do something for him. He could support Chance and let him rest, and in turn keep Maebe's vulnerable form from being too cold on the hard floor. He crawled over, and came to sit beside Chance, pulling Maebe over Chance's lap. She'd have a nice, cozy place to sleep. Maybe keep her safe.. warm.. Protect her, because she was important. She'd done a lot for Otto. He'd do something for her now.

He let the man lean on him for support, and not the cold unforgiving wall of the lighthouse.

"I hope everyone's okay.." He murmured, feeling worry plague his every nerve. From the looks of things though... "Ain't never.. seen somethin' so bad before.." His hand rose to bury itself in Chance's hair. He needed to hold back his worries and let the poor man get some rest. Heal....

"But.. whatever. Catch some sleep, okay?"

beach

Shu's plan worked. Leslie lunged at Nellie in a full body charge, trying to tackle her to the ground, jaws snapping like a mangy dog's.

There was no Leslie here, just the dregs of violence. The bones of him, animated by destruction.

hp 4
target nellie
damage 3
status red eye

[ Bradley - Courtyard ]

What? What? What?! Bradley deadpanned at his cousin and pointed to his shoulder with his left hand.

"Oh I'm sorry are the crazies getting to you Wilson? It's not like Gale blew half my shoulder off or anything." Give him sass or snark, and he will snark back. Brad was tired and in pain and so done with this shittaskular day. So done.

"Haven't seen Eva in the chaos, have you?"

[ Status: Cured ]
[ HP: 10/10 ]

[Beach]

For a trainee who hadn't even had a mission assigned to her or attempted any of the training courses, Nellie was certainly biting off more than she could chew and was about to suffer indigestion or worse from it. She went down easily the moment Leslie charged and tackled her to the ground, only her arms preventing him from literally biting her head off, her entire attention focused solely on self preservation now instead of Shu who merely watched from the side and smiled.