asgardeventide | 003 ♒ Video Day 148, Early Evening

[Eridan had been wandering aimlessly through Hel district after another day of absolutely worthless job searching. The acrid purple smoke he had inhaled while passing through the streets was dismissed as some sort of strange pollution. And it wasn't until he began coughing that night, his skin flushed and damp with sweat, that he began to worry.

The announcements over the network to report to the "hospital" had only worried him further. Willingly gathering all the weak in one central area? It just didn't settle well on his already upset stomach. Even if there weren't Imperial Drones here ready to cull him for the slightest weakness, handing himself over to someone's care when he was at his weakest was something he was just not prepared to do.And so he had barricaded his room, turning the lock and dragging the heavy dresser in front of the door. He didn't trust anyone in this city further than he could throw them, and he was fairly sure that wouldn't be very far considering he was too weak to raise his arms, let alone get out of bed.

The video shows him lying in bed in his room in Baldr's welcome hall, propped up against the headboard with pillows. He is missing his trademark cape and scarf. The reason is apparent as the gills on either side of his neck flutter with each quick, rasping breath that he sucks in between coughing fits that leave him weaker and weaker.]

So. This vaccine.

Wwhen exactly wwill it be made avvailable? An' howw much is it goin' to cost to get it delivvered?

[In his experience, everything has a price.]

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[She carted him along with her own set of grumbling, muttering all the way.]

Dying's Dying, even if you get dragged back from the dead. Trust me. But I don't care either way. That doesn't change the rule just because it's not real. You go for the jugular and all bets are off.

I want to see you squirming in one piece, fin-face.

[Did she just flick a finger at the back of one of those fins? She wasn't sure if this place really did change the rules with this, but she wanted to make sure this was clear. She was not getting into some screwed up death thing. Her life was sufficiently screwed up as it stood.]

[Eridan flinches as she flicks him, growling up at her. He blinks, tilting his head up at Sam, honestly confused by her words.]

First a' all, don't get the wwrong impression, but yeah, I wwant you in one piece, too. If only so I can continue to terrorize your evvery fuckin' wakin' moment.

Second a' all, I thought we couldn't die. I mean, that's wwhat I wwas told, at least.

[And now he wonders just what other misconceptions he's laboring under.]

[She rolled her eyes and laughed.]

You'll only get your chance when I'm not right in your face making your life a living hell. Got it? As for death, you can die just as easily as anywhere else, but they'll bring you back to life. Least, that's what I've figured out.

You, though... regeneration kinda changes that. I can cheat a little with you because you grow back more.

Oh... I didn't--no wwonder evveryone is wworried about this fuckin' wweird plague thing. I just thought you wwere fuckin' ovverreactin' like normal.

[Eridan's face colors violet, and it's not from the breaking fever. He was almost embarrassed about misunderstanding something as important as that.]

Not like anyone fuckin' told me anythin' anywway.

Guess I'll havve to work at those stupid wwitch-y powwers then. An' here I thought they'd be completely useless.

[That blush made her grin take on a look that wasn't entirely different from the ones he'd seen when she'd been crazy. Her eyes weren't quite as wild and her voice didn't have that aggressive, sultry side to it. However, she was looking down at his sickly ass with a fairly... hungry look.

It wasn't entirely unlike the way Kanaya looked on occasion.]

Oh... you're going to get plenty of use of those witchy powers of yours. I promise you that. Compared to you, I'm porcelain that could shatter at any moment, and I don't break easily. You?

I... want to see just how much of a tolerance for this you really have one of these days, purple-blood.

[Eridan grins up at her, still flushed, but with a bit of bravado back.]

I'vve told you before, you hotblooded harpy. You can certainly try, but I'm not surrendin' wwithout a fuckin' hell of a fight.

[Even though he's sure that's not going to deter her.]

It's a date. Call me when you're over this shit, or I'm going to stake out your room.

[She intentionally took him over a rather large bump in the road, banging him into the air a little before landing properly. In the distance, the hospital loomed like a horrible dark image from his worst nightmares. Passing someone, she handed a satchel off and pointed them in the direction of one of the paths she hadn't taken yet to get to him.]

And no. I won't meet you in the lake, gill-boy.

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I kneww it wwas a mistake lettin' you knoww wwhere I li--aah!

[He growls as they go over the bump, grasping the sides of the wheelbarrow to keep himself from falling out.

The hospital. He didn't even want to think about it. Maybe if he just--no, closing his eyes wasn't helping. He shifted in the wheelbarrow, attempting to sit up without either falling out or passing out from vertigo.]

You knoww wwhat, I'm feelin' a lot better, so wwhy don't you just leavve me here, an' you fuckin' can go do... wwhatevver it is you actually do.

Right now, what I'm doing is embarassing you and making sure you know this place won't ... what'd you call it? Cull you. Besides, you made me promise you jackass, so I'm stuck next to your room until they clear you.

You're stuck in this wheelbarrow, bucko.

[She grunted, shifting to a jog and trotting along, the jostling more than enough to attend a faster approach and at the same time keep him bouncing around so he couldn't get away easily. She needed to get him there soon.]

Fine. I believve you. I wwas just kiddin' around anywway, wwho actually believves somethin' like that.

[Eridan did. And still does. Paranoia like his just doesn't disappear because someone tells him that he's being paranoid.

He grows quieter, sullen, as they approach the hospital, wrapping his cape more firmly around his shivering shoulders even as he attempts to keep his grip on the jumping wheelbarrow. Falling out would be even more embarrassing than being in the damn thing in the first place.]

[Samantha took a side entrance, avoiding what crowds remained to receive innoculation. Informing the attendant, she stopped and set the makeshift rickshaw down and grunted. She didn't look at Eridan, not wanting him to see how close to collapse she actually was. She double checked to make sure she'd been innoculated before nodding to an attendant.]

Put me in the room next to his. I'm checking in too, just in case...

[A good cover, she hoped. She had a feeling she'd hit the bed and be out for the next twenty-four hours with what she'd been taking.]

Don't argue with them, Eridan, or I'll find out about it.

Fine, wwitch. Noww, go the fuck to your respite block or wwhatevver they havve here in this Horror Terror infested place.

[He is surly and sullen, but allowing the people at the clinic to help him to a room without grumbling above a dull roar. So, he's actually being pretty well behaved. That won't last long.]

Yeah yeah...

[She never heard the complaints. She did reach the bed in time to collapse, but by the time he started making people's lives hell, the exhaustion hit her like a ton of bricks. Her body would permit her to stay awake no longer.

She could deal with him another day. For now, she was out like a light.]

003 ♒ Video Day 148, Early Evening

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