juvia lockser. (
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Who: Juvia Lockser (
lacuscular) & various
What: catch-all log for October!!
When: all month!
Where: around Olympia/her home, etc
Warning(s): none save for being sick!
volunteering
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What: catch-all log for October!!
When: all month!
Where: around Olympia/her home, etc
Warning(s): none save for being sick!
volunteering
[ Despite being involved in the brunt of whatever detonated in the market district, Juvia still takes it upon herself to help those immediately around her. Even though her desire to find out who is directly responsible for this is strong, her need to be useful overpowers it.sick leave
While still semi functional, with no dire signs of sickness, she chooses to assist in disposal of anything contaminated. For the hour she is Alive catch her roaming around, offering to pick up slack for anyone slowing down or needing an extra hand. ]
[ ―but it isn't long into helping with the recovery efforts that the symptoms hit her. It starts when her already clammy hands are suddenly, to be frank, clammier. Skin is paler than usual, and mouth suddenly dry. The crate of food she holds slips from her fingers and lands harshly on the floor. She thinks it's because she's not paying attention, which, is true. Juvia is still thinking about the confusion and fear that hit her during the attack.wildcard
But it's when she has to step aside because she simply can't pick up the crates anymore does she realize something is wrong. In a panic, she separates herself from the collection of people in the market district, taking off her hat only to place her hand up against her forehead. ]
Juvia.. Juvia can't tell the difference.
[ She mumbles, stopping once she's far enough by herself to check her own temperature. ]
[ if you want to plan out something specific, or throw something at me, feel free to! my plotting comment is over here and my plurk isenoshima if you want to contact me directly c: ]
yusuke | backdated to phase 2!!!!
The mask doesn't do much for her breathing, or cough, but it certainly doesn't hide the faint joy that strikes her features when she sees someone familiar on the street.
It's her friend, one of the Phantom Thieves-- the Fox! Well, they're not friends yet, but Juvia still waves with as much enthusiasm as a sick woman can, even going on her toes to get his attention, without having to use her voice. ]
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But a little fresh air and a trip to get some much-needed medication (lord knows if it's helping, though—sugar pills and painkillers, at this point) is good for the soul, as is waving back towards a fortuitous run-in with a familiar face. If two people sick as dogs running into each other can really qualify as fortuitous, that is.
Either way, it's easy enough to reach her when he's sticking to the fringes of the crowds. ] Ah, Juvia...
[ They haven't spoken at great length, but his voice (muffled through a paper facemask) sounds almost apologetic. ] I see neither of us have escaped this epidemic unscathed.
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She'd laugh, if not for the dryness of her throat, at his words. Literally, true.. So true it makes her feel more tired than she should. ]
Were you infected through someone else?
[ Because she's well learned by now, having done that to someone herself, it's another reason why this disease is spreading so fast. ]