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[adelphoi]

Who: Alisaie Leveilleur (adelphoi) & you nerds
What: October general shenans
When: All month
Where: Everywhere potentially but probably just at her house mostly
Warning(s): Sick.. stuff?? idk probably nothing but will update if necessary.



PART 1;

a; aftermath

[ alisaie is not present in the marketplace when the attack occurs, but the resounding boom cannot be missed, even from her home flat. it's a hectic hour or so while she rushes to figure out what has happened, and when riza returns home sick she feels a heavy misgiving sink deep into her stomach. disease is not an enemy she can fight with her rapier, it's something insidious, something sneaky and unpredictable - gods help them find a remedy soon.

immediately, she's dashing right to work. with riza ill they'll need supplies - healthy foods, spare blankets, medicinal herbs, ice, a great deal of ice. once she's set with her list she's off to the institute and markets to gather what useful things she can, stuffing them into a canvas shoulder bag, but you can certainly bet that she'll stop to assist in any way she can, whether it's righting an overturned cart or leading those who were injured in the panic to the sanctuary.

of course, it's not long before she's feeling rather warm and dizzy herself and, of course, chalking it up to the rush and mayhem. maybe she'll just.. sit down a moment. ]

b; sickbed;

[ alisaie is an awful patient.

keeping her in bed is no easy task, and there's an itch under her skin that urges her to move, to work - there's so much she could be doing, ways she could be helping. this disease is a godsdamned prison.

she's responsible enough to at least not mingle with the public, lest she spread this horrible mystery illness further, but she cannot remain strictly indoors in bed for so long, not without losing her mind. so when she can, when the weather is tepid, alisaie sits on the second floor deck of her flat, wrapped up in a blanket, usually with a book (or stack of books), enjoying the fresh air on her too-hot face. ]

c; reaching out

[ what else can you do when you're more or less bedbound? catch up on the internet, of course. mostly, alisaie keeps an eye on the network for any updates, and takes the time to reach out to those she knows, to doublecheck that they're safe. if you've met her even once or twice, chances are she will toss a line out and test the waters. incoming message from RedMage: ]

This is Alisaie; how are you faring?

PART 2;

a; wandering

[ it's late evening the first time she sees him.

though first she hears him, the familiar voice of her grandfather calling her out of her dreams, warm and welcoming. she wakes in her bed, slick with fever sweat and surrounded by silence - mayhaps she had misheard it? it must have been a dream, her head is spinning. but then it comes again, distinct and clear; it has been years since she last heard his voice but it is not a sound that she would ever forget. ]

Grandfather..?

[ dizzy and disoriented, she climbs out of bed and stumbles toward the open window, squinting into the slanting light of sunset just in time to see the shape of him, louisoix leveilleur's all too familiar form disappearing around the corner. immediately her heart kicks up into her throat and alisaie gasps and turns, stumbling back through her bedroom and out of the house, down the stairs and onto the street barefoot, in her nightdress, to follow a ghost. ]

No, please wait.. don't leave me again..

[ how long she wanders in this delirium she cannot say, but her feet are sore and scratched and muddy, her hair down and wild from sleep and the tugging winds. she may run right into you, or trip over a flagstone, but short of forceful intervention nothing will keep her from her goal. ]

b; friendly fire

[ for those of you unlucky enough to visit her (or stop by her home for some other purpose) while the symptoms continue to worsen, you will find that her delirium has not abated. between bouts of lucidity and sleep she tries still to wander, to follow the voices and phantoms of her family and friends to whatever oblivion they might call her to, but it is not only friends she sees. sometimes it is enemies or horrible, twisted monsters. it's hardly a problem if she wanders outside, weaponless, but any creak of sound within her home would easily alert her.

blinking blearily, alisaie tumbles out of bed at the noise, her heart thudding and her mind cloudy, and she does not think twice before taking up her rapier and focus which lie across a chair in her room and stumbling into the dimly lit common area. her voice is rough from coughing. ]

Who.. who goes there?

[ catchall for october! alisaie will spent much of it being sick, apparently, so feel free to crash her place and visit.. make sure she stays in bed. get her texts or send her one, or meet up in the market!! if none of these prompts work for you i'm more than happy to work something out and write up a starter. ♥ plotting comment is here, or i can be reached on plurk for planning. i'm game! ]

Comments

[adelphoi]

Ah, you as well? I'm sorry to hear it.

[rhygret]

Wait did you get sick too??

[adelphoi]

Unfortunately, yes. My roommate had the misfortune of being near to the blast, and I suppose I have been.. careless in my care of her.

[rhygret]

Oh man...sorry. How bad did you get it? I've mostly just got a head cold right now. Can't breathe through my nose at all.

[adelphoi]

I can only hope it will remain as much and you will grow no worse. As for myself I am.. not comfortable, but managing.

[ she feels like utter shit my friend. ]

[rhygret]

[ Poor Alisaie :c does she need a sickly hug ]

You get a fever yet? I've had one on and off. Half the time it feels like my brain's melting out of my skull.

[adelphoi]

[ it would be the grossest hug.. ]

A fine mental image, thank you, but yes that is unsettling in its accuracy. I can't remember the last time I felt so terrible.

[rhygret]

[ But also a bro hug. They can get Prompto in on this :D ]

Me neither honestly... But ti can't last forever right? Little soup, some vitamin C and we'll but back up on our feet in no time. You taking it easy?

[adelphoi]

[ why does prompto need to be involved?? dont make this weird rhys you cant steal her bf ]

I certainly hope so. Yes I am, though it has not been easy. I have been told more than once in my life that I am not a very good patient.

[ understatement ]

[rhygret]

[ what's wrong with sharing alisaie SHARING YOUR BOYFRIEND IS CARING ]

Well make sure you look after yourself okay? No gallivanting allowed.

[adelphoi]

[ i mean she could share her rapier with your face if u want ]

Are you fussing? You're in no better shape than I am, I'd wager.

[ too bad gallivanting is gonna happen.... ]

[rhygret]

[ That's not the euphemism he wants in his life ]

I'm taking it easy just like the doctor ordered. I'm doing Great. Ish. As good as I can be while sick is what I mean.

[adelphoi]

[ too bad thats what boyfriend stealers deserve ]

Well that's good to hear. Be sure to keep yourself hydrated.

[rhygret]

[ **SHARER rhys shares ]

I literally told you that like five minutes ago you know.

[adelphoi]

[ it's only sharing if both parties agree, boyfriend stealer ]

.. did you?

[ a sigh, that of course he cannot hear. ]

My apologies. I'm too tired, I expect.

[rhygret]

Go get some sleep Alisaie. Rest up!

[adelphoi]

[ huff!! ]

I suppose I shall. You should do the same.