Nephry Osborne (
silversnowfall) wrote2010-10-30 09:01 pm
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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.]]
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.
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[He glances towards the kitchen and once more, pauses. A certain Maestro was sitting at the table drinking a cup of tea. After a second, he's gone.
Clearly the Malnosso are just trolling him.Ion shakes his head and mumbles a small apology.][Action]
What is it?
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Perhaps we shouldn't have breakfast in the kitchen, then.
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That... would be preferable, yes. I'd rather not wind up losing my appetite halfway through a meal. [It was hard to enjoy breakfast with a bloody evil guy sitting next to you, obviously.]
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I'll bring it out here, then.
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Thank you, Nephry.
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[Suddenly! Mohs is standing there holding a tray of food. Don't mind the sudden stare, Nephry. He blinks a few times and looks down, shaking his head once before looking back up... and Nephry is standing there instead.]
...s-sorry.
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No. If you don't mind, I'd like to eat with you, Nephry. And... to be honest, I'd rather not be alone should a stronger hallucination appear.
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[And for a few minutes, he's fine! That is, until he looks down at his plate to have another bite, only to find that the food is now covered in blood.]
[And the plate is quickly dropped to the floor, shattering, while Ion stares down at it with wide, fearful eyes.]
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Ion, are you all right?
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[He looks up at Nephry. Only it isn't Nephry he sees standing in front of him. It's himself... only not himself. No, it's his original now staring down at him, lifting his hand to perform a fonic arte. He tries to convince himself that it isn't real and that person isn't here... until the hallucination speaks.]
Useless trash.
[It was too much. With a strangled gasp, Ion tries to back away and only succeeds in stumbling off the side of the couch, mercifully away from the shattered plate. His face remains frozen in fear for a few moments, even after the hallucination disappears.]
...Ne... phry?
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...I'm sorry. [His voice is weak. Closing his eyes, he slowly starts to shake his head.] I-I'm sorry, Nephry...
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They've really... been getting worse... haven't they?
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