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[This morning, with things only getting more and more out of control, Nephry decided it was past time she looked in on a few people.

And by a few, we mean just about anyone she knows well enough to care about. Even if she had just talked to them the day before. Her own experience of the experiment and holiday seemed restricted to a few sinister shadows and some creaks in the night; she might as well put her relative calm to good use somewhere.

So today, for most of the day (until late afternoon), she's headed around the village doing just that.]

[[ooc: So  essentially if a character has enough CR with Nephry that she knows his or her name, she is looking to check up on them. That definitely includes not just new Luceti friends but housemates and castmates, too. This was so supposed to be this morning and I fail.]]

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I should get this cleaned up.

[off to get a brush and dustpan]

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[distressedude]

[If not for the hallucinations, Ion would have volunteered to do that himself. But seeing as there's little he can do with things being as they are now, he just sighs and lays down on the couch, burying his face into a pillow.]

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[it definitely doesn't bother her. She sweeps most of the glass into the dustpan, carefully picking up the smallest stubborn pieces with her fingers]

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[distressedude]

[When Ion hears the glass being swept up, he mumbles another small "Thank you" to Nephry... although the pillow probably muffled most of it.]

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[She knows he said something, but not what he said. She also made no noise when one of those pieces of glass sliced her finger, and she stays quiet as she carries it all into the kitchen to throw away]

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[distressedude]

[Meanwhile Ion remains a lump on the couch with a pillow on his face. He slept better out here than he had in his room nights before, so he wasn't really tired enough to sleep. Clearly this experiment intended for people to either die of fright or of boredom.]

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[eventually he may notice that he's being covered with a blanket again]

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[distressedude]

[The hallucinations had Ion feeling a bit jumpier than usual, and his first reaction when he suddenly feels something falling over him is to flinch... oh, it's a blanket. Throwing caution to the wind, he peeks out from behind the pillow to thank who he assumed must be Nephry.]

[And he saw Nephry. He saw Nephry with skin white as a sheet, blood dripping from her lips, and what must've been a sword stuck through her chest. If not for the sudden lack of a costume, he might had believed what he was seeing.]

[But that didn't stop him from staring in momentary horror before clinging to that pillow and shutting his eyes tightly. It wasn't real, it wasn't real...]

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[Unless she was suddenly in an Asch costume.]

...Perhaps I should keep away, for now. [Ion's pretty pale himself]

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[distressedude]

[When he hears Nephry say that, the panic caused by the previous hallucination only increased. As horrible as they were, going through them alone seemed a thousand times worse. It was selfish, knowing it must be just as painful watching someone go through them, and yet...]

[He tries to speak a few times but the words won't come out. Eventually, he pulls the pillow away from his face and, for better or for worse, looks up at Nephry. Thankfully, he sees her just as she is.] N-Nephry, please. Don't leave me alone.

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[Goodness. Ion looks like he could cry, or faint, or both. Nephry can't help but smile reassuringly, with her eyes showing how worried she is, in response, and gently pat his hand]

I won't.

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[distressedude]

Thank you... Nephry. [Ion's already thinking of ways he could make this up to her as he closes his eyes again. Even with his eyes closed, he's still shaking, the images of past hallucinations fresh in his mind. He remains this way for a number of minutes before he finally stops, now breathing a little easier. He was asleep.]

[But whether he fell asleep of his own accord or simply lost consciousness from the stress of it all was anyone's guess. Either way, he was out like a light.]