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[silversnowfall]

[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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[silversnowfall]

Perhaps you ought to think so too.

I was going to make breakfast. Would you like anything?

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[its-rose-damnit.livejournal.com]

[Dist makes a faint sort of humming noise to her first sentence, his only response to that subject. You can try to persuade him, Nephry, but you're talking to a brick wall.]

No, I think-- [A pause, as he looks up at the ceiling.] Jut an apple, if you could, please.

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[silversnowfall]

All right. I'll be back with it soon.

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[its-rose-damnit.livejournal.com]

[When Nephry returns, it'll be to find Dist pressing his palm to his temple. These visions were getting ridiculous. Not even closing his eyes helped anymore. He could still hear crazed laughter and screaming.

Though thankfully, he's not so much in a panic anymore as just growing tired from it, and with a sizable headache.]

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[silversnowfall]

[along with the apple, she brings him some breakfast tea. But that hand to his head is concerning.]

Saphir?

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[its-rose-damnit.livejournal.com]

[Does Luceti have Advil? Because by god does he need a few. Dist holds up his free hand and exhales.]

Just a headache; I'll be all right. Thank you, Nephry. [For the light breakfast.]

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[silversnowfall]

[she puts his food on his night table, then, and rests a hand on his arm while she talks]

Please call me with your journal if you need anything else, all right?

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[its-rose-damnit.livejournal.com]

[He nods firmly, reassuringly.]

I will.