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The Spy's Magic

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[From the very start of the message, it's clear something is wrong. For one thing, people appear to be rushing about in the background; nurses and doctors running to administer aid. And when Hibiki begins to speak...

Well. Not many would expect to hear such a raw voice from the normally sweet, soft-spoken girl.]

Something's weird. A lot of people are getting sick from all over the city, and the symptoms are--

[--Something you will have to wait a moment to hear, as she begins painfully coughing once, twice, three times into her sleeve. Which is... odd, since she is indoors. Was she chilly from the air conditioning?]

--We don't know what's causing it. Everyone's sick in different ways. [Her voice is definitely strained after that small fit. It's immediately obvious that the need to continue coughing is still there, but she's trying to hold it back.}

Everyone, please be careful. We're trying to do the best we can, but...

[And here, it begins anew, her body wracked with each harsh, rasping cough. Eventually the feed sinks to the ground as she falls to her knees, and there is a flurry of sound somewhere nearby - the coo of worried hospital workers rushing to help yet another collapsed individual. With a red, shaking hand (Burns? Rash?) she cuts the feed right there.]

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[Characters who go to investigate will be directed to one of the hospital rooms. It's shared with the rest of the sick, but it isn't difficult at all to find Hibiki in her cot, especially with that iconic green cloak hung up neatly by her bedside. The blanket is draped over her so completely that only her head and shoulders peek out from under it, although judging by the shifting here and there she seems to be scratching her arms under all of the sheets. For now at least, the coughing has subsided, but her breaths are still quick and shallow. She doesn't look too good...]

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[Although he hasn't been paying attention too much to the natives with his Telepathy like he normally does, ???'s almost scared to now. It reminds him too much of the Sickness, and that did a lot more damage to him mentally than it did physically. He HAS checked the network though, which prompts his question:]

You're the one who received a sheep from someone, right?

[Maybe she'll get to this later?]

[With the coughing making actual rest difficult, she eventually turns to the bracelet again, noticing that she seems to have gotten a message...]

Yes

I'm planning on leaving the city for a little while. I'm bringing a cow and some sheep with me too, so I could take your sheep with me. If you want.

[Considering stranger danger.]

[That's right, if she stays here like this she won't be able to take care of Mary or the others...]

Colud you take two other animals too maybe

[Poor Hibiki, she's such a good mommy.]

Sure. Where can I find them and what kind of animals are they?

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[This one takes a while as she carefully types out each word.]

Room 301 in sigyn welcome hall. One is a hummingbird that needs sugar water and the other is a cyndaquil pokemon. The cyndaquil is Fiery so if you call that name he should come to you.

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[ Well, you can believe someone is dropping whatever he was doing and going to the hospital at hearing this. Both because of what she just announced and he should go try to help however he can, but -- ]

Hibiki? [ No "miss" today. ]

Hibiki, what room are you in? [ Although even if she doesn't answer in time, he's going to start combing and asking around until he does find/is directed to her. ]

[Between fits of coughing, Hibiki tried her best to sleep. Really! But it's difficult when your throat feels so raw, and when your arms prickle and itch no matter what you do.

Rather miserably, she begins looking at her bracelet again - not out of any want for comfort (she knew better than to turn to it for that) but instead to see if any others were hurting. She knows she cannot do anything for them, but she worries, regardless of whether she knows them or not.

And it's during this moment when she receives his message.

It takes some effort to respond, and when she does it's with a small, cracking voice.]

I think it's... the left wing...

[ Oh --

Actually he blinks a little at getting the message, but -- ]

That's fine. I'll be right there, okay? [ -- it's lighter, cheerful almost except gently so. Even if it's worrisome. Really worrisome because he's seeing how many other people appear ill and how bad her voice sounds.

So that's why it's important not to let that get into his voice. ]

It'll be alright.

M--mm...

[She... doesn't really believe it, to be honest. Nothing about this situation is alright. People are getting sick, and nobody knows why. And if it continues to take out healers like herself...

...What will they do?]

[ Ah, her voice...

Well, he hurries a little more, and soon finds his way to that wing and gets pointed to her room. And his growing agitation and worry's belayed by how he almost overshoots her cot before he catches sight of her, coming up a little short at that. (Timcanpy too; in fact he clings to the back of Allen's coat and tugs on it at sight of Hibiki.)

But he smiles quickly, more gently (because he's making himself put everything else aside, really) at seeing her, and moves closer then. ]

Hibiki -- [ Ah, you don't look well. ]

Hi.

[She's curled up on her side, tucked quite deeply under the blankets with her arms kept firmly out of sight. She's trying so hard not to scratch at them, but it's difficult when they constantly itch...

Ah, was someone here? She turns her head a little, her eyes blurry from attempted dozing.]

A--

[It comes out broken, wrong. She clears her throat, triggering a few (thankfully smaller) coughs before she can continue.]

Allen...-san.

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[ Oh, that was some nasty coughing... ]

Where are you, Hibiki?

[It's not until later that she replies, having been borne off to one of the rooms and instructed to rest. But rest is so hard to come by when your throat burns and your arms prickle and itch, and after a certain amount of rolling, coughing, and scratching, she eventually turns to her bracelet again.

Ah... she has a message. She clears her throat before speaking, something that causes her to wince, but her voice remains as raw (if not more so) as before.]

I... I think I'm in the left wing...

Okay.

[ And off goes the feed and off to the hospital's left wing he goes. Quickly too. He can't exactly sit at her bedside for days but he'll definitely check on her, and then check on everyone he hasn't yet.

But, first, he steps into her room. ]

[She's curled up on her side by then, keeping an eye on the door and, on occasion, coughing. When he does find her room, she lifts her head a little, opening her mouth to call out and--

dissolving right back into that hacking cough, her head practically tucking under the covers from the force.]

Hello to you too.

[ He fetches a chair and moves to sit next to the bed. ]

H-hello...

[Now recovered for the moment (or at least able to keep the coughs somewhat under control), she lifts her head a little again. Talking hurts; it causes vibrations in her throat that not only tickle, but remind of how raw it's become. But she doesn't want to stop trying. Especially not when a friend is here.]

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