I, uh... sorry for calling you guys here all of the sudden.
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I just heard from Y'shtola that you guys were working with Victor on a treatment for the disease? Well, we were, too! But with Y'shtola. Not with Victor. Obviously.
[Back here again! Wherever here is. On Wednesday.]
Time isn't on our side, [Cantarella says carefully.] If we want to act this week, it's best to do it soon.
Should the pattern hold, we'll be stuck again within a few hours' time, and we've already discussed remaining together. [Risky, maybe, but perhaps also safer, if they all have only themselves to cling to.] But I'm also a little tired of holding patterns...so I hope our newly formed partnership can be put to use and bring us closer to a solution.
Nor did I. To be frank, what I do have is mildly helpful for tracking infection symptoms... but I don't know how much use it is for this final goal.
[There doesn't seem to be much record of work that was done in the past in search of a cure...unfortunately, Cantarella isn't sure if that means it was all futile or if it was too close to the solution they themselves are pursuing.]
I thought I could make a few potions during any lulls in activity this week...Were there any strange concoctions people found on their adventures you'd like me to see if I can recreate?
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[Wherever science crew is meeting today, Alhaitham is late. No word, no warning, no show, and certainly no idea what time it is when he finally does stagger in, gripping the door frame with a tension that travels into every muscle.
There's a bottle of almond water being squeezed in hand. It's missing one third.]
[Cantarella glances at the bottle with its level decreased. Of course, he's sure. Alhaitham would wait until he had complete proof.]
You're irritated. Let it wash over you and away; stress will make it worse. [She tries to get him to come and sit, beckoning gently.] The rest of us should test again... [She closes her eyes with a sigh.] Even myself.
[Fate works in mysterious ways, doesn't it? And if it isn't fate, then it's karma. And if it isn't karma, then it must be something older, something ancient enough to mete out punishments for sins that don't have names.
Don't insult him by calling this coincidence. Don't tell him these things simply happen. No, no, everything has a reason. A design. A price. And Alhaitham? Alhaitham is paying it.
Of course Lobelia already knew he was infected. But hearing it spoken aloud to the group? It's met with rousing applause. Deafening, ecstatic. A standing ovation that shakes the bones of the room they occupy. If he's upset, he doesn't look it.]
Ça finit toujours de la même façon! I warned you, Alhaitham. I did. And now... look at you. Sit down, will you? Before you lose your footing.
[Yugamu had told Nozomi he'd be late to the meeting because he needed to finish some tests and would bring some food from the cafeteria as an apology for being late... He figured a group this size could handle themselves...
So when he walks in with a bag of snacks to all this he's... Hm. Alhaitham on the floor. Siffrin has ink all over his face. Nozomi is crying in Cantarella's arms.... Lobelia is missing.]
[Science club meeting! This can be maybe when they're setting up things to bring to curfew tonight, though Alhaitham is probably once again absent.]
A spot of bright news has found us even in our darkest hours.
[Somehow, a light can penetrate even when the shadows feel impenetrable. They really needed this win today. Cantarella is clearly sore in the way that day-old injuries sometimes hurt more than fresh ones, but she seems in good spirits.]
Everyone, due to the efforts of our lost souls in the museum, we have obtained the sample from Magi that we've been hoping to get our hands on all this time.
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wk 4 monday evening
[ Surely they had stuff to do? And now here's Siffrin, trying to round them up! ]
I just heard from Y'shtola that you guys were working with Victor on a treatment for the disease? Well, we were, too! But with Y'shtola. Not with Victor. Obviously.
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He mentioned that you were working with Y'shtola.
That's right. It would be nice if we could find whatever is causing all of this- the source of the infection.
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Sorry I'm late! I was making some energy balls in case we're up all night problem solving. If you get tired these will perk you right up!
[They look like some sort of ungodly fusion between oatmeal balls and mochi... But they smell nice?]
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first and perhaps last exclamation point in her dialogue ever
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what are we doing
Time isn't on our side, [Cantarella says carefully.] If we want to act this week, it's best to do it soon.
Should the pattern hold, we'll be stuck again within a few hours' time, and we've already discussed remaining together. [Risky, maybe, but perhaps also safer, if they all have only themselves to cling to.] But I'm also a little tired of holding patterns...so I hope our newly formed partnership can be put to use and bring us closer to a solution.
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The infirmary's been visited every week since we got access to it... but on the other hand, eight is a lot of people to be in such a small space.
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Do you have any ideas?
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wk 5 monday!
So I didn't get any new pages this week. I guess we have everything we need?
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So it's a matter of using what we have?
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WAIT I FORGOT MY DAUGHTER
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[There doesn't seem to be much record of work that was done in the past in search of a cure...unfortunately, Cantarella isn't sure if that means it was all futile or if it was too close to the solution they themselves are pursuing.]
I thought I could make a few potions during any lulls in activity this week...Were there any strange concoctions people found on their adventures you'd like me to see if I can recreate?
[mods let me do science please even if it's different pots]
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[Hi he's new here and there sure was a lot happening before.]
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[He might as well be sleeping. Snzzzzzz. (He is awake, he's just Tired.)]
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I would imagine that we do. We simply must decide what we will do with our dear friend Magi, and finalize the cure.
[ There are missing steps in there but... details. ]
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WK5 Wednesday
There's a bottle of almond water being squeezed in hand. It's missing one third.]
I'm infected.
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[Cantarella glances at the bottle with its level decreased. Of course, he's sure. Alhaitham would wait until he had complete proof.]
You're irritated. Let it wash over you and away; stress will make it worse. [She tries to get him to come and sit, beckoning gently.] The rest of us should test again... [She closes her eyes with a sigh.] Even myself.
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[ Oh. ]
When did you realize?
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Of course he checked. ]
How do you feel?
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Don't insult him by calling this coincidence. Don't tell him these things simply happen. No, no, everything has a reason. A design. A price. And Alhaitham? Alhaitham is paying it.
Of course Lobelia already knew he was infected. But hearing it spoken aloud to the group? It's met with rousing applause. Deafening, ecstatic. A standing ovation that shakes the bones of the room they occupy. If he's upset, he doesn't look it.]
Ça finit toujours de la même façon! I warned you, Alhaitham. I did. And now... look at you. Sit down, will you? Before you lose your footing.
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How.
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the same day but even later
So when he walks in with a bag of snacks to all this he's... Hm. Alhaitham on the floor. Siffrin has ink all over his face. Nozomi is crying in Cantarella's arms.... Lobelia is missing.]
For the love of murder, what happened here?
sure i’ll have more caitie tags
yaaaay
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wednesday before lobelia and alhaitham ruin christmas
Yes, those are certainly cells.
thursday! after the dead came back from deadquest! to icly establish this
A spot of bright news has found us even in our darkest hours.
[Somehow, a light can penetrate even when the shadows feel impenetrable. They really needed this win today. Cantarella is clearly sore in the way that day-old injuries sometimes hurt more than fresh ones, but she seems in good spirits.]
Everyone, due to the efforts of our lost souls in the museum, we have obtained the sample from Magi that we've been hoping to get our hands on all this time.
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[ Siffrin perks up, looking genuinely shocked. They can't believe it. ]
So, how can we use it?!
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