As was recently pointed out to me, "Nerdy Dalek" is an anagram of my name, so I suppose it's only fitting that my birthday should be the day my Doctor Who story comes out on ebook. The Mystery of the Haunted Cottage is a Tenth Doctor adventure and I had unimaginable fun writing it. For those of you who don't read ebooks, fret not- a physical book, containing all eleven stories by eleven writers, will be arriving late next month.
Ah yes, my birthday. I am 39 today. Some people might worry about reaching that age — just one more birthday till 40, after all. But not me. I shall live forever. And I don't mean in a metaphorical sense. I don't mean I'll live forever in the hearts and minds of my readers. I mean I will literally live forever, drawing as I do from your pain and suffering.
Your pain makes me strong.
Today is the day I knuckle down and officially start Book 9. I've been writing bits and pieces of it for the last few weeks — I've got close to 10,000 words done — but today it kicks off properly. October 23rd is, of course, the day Skulduggery died, hundreds of years ago. Once again, I think it's only fitting that I begin his final book on such a date. Poignant, even.
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*Drew looks over and kneels beside Lorcan*
Drew: Lorcan can you hear me? Lorcan??
*Lorcan takes a huge gasp. He tries to sit up but becomes dizzy.*
Lorcan: What the hell... where am I...
*Lurches up, clutching her head* She's not here... *Falls back down as if nothing ever happened*
*hugs Rose* it's ok. Maybe it's for the best.
*begins crying again*
Adra...what's going on? Why are you crying?
*Hugs Rhy back* There's no one talking in here anymore...
Isn't that a good thing?
((Erm.. You can't hear me?))
((Oh sorry. Never mind))
That's a bad thing... I've lived my whole life with another voice and now it's gone... *Pushes herself up* Lorcan...? Is Lorcan alright...?
*Lorcan just stares at the ceiling, taking much larger breaths*
Lorcan: I... I'm not spasming. There's no blood.
*He touches his mouth and sees some blood*
Lorcan: Well a bit of blood... Is anyone there. I'm sore, I can't move...
Lorcan... *Hugs him tightly* Please tell me her sacrifice was not in vain...
*glances at the knife she has in her coat* *looks away*
*Lorcan sighs*
Lorcan: I think I'm alright. I'm just so tired and sore.
*He lifts up his hand to see his broken wrist and starts to gasp and panics*
Lorcan: Oh shit!!! Oh shit!!!
Calm!! Calm down!! It's okay! It's okay Lorcan... You're fine... You're fine... *Looks at his wrist and takes a deep breath* Do you want me to fix it again...?
Shot me
Why...?))
Gtg now :( Bye!
Okay I dedicate this page to Derek for doing the Skype thing. It means a lot to me :)
(bye Rhy!! *Huggles*))
(Hear hear you lucky blazing minion...))
((Bye Rhydian!))
*sinks back*
I gtg to Homecoming goodbye
(Bye Zaf))
*Lorcan sits up quickly as if remembering something*
Lorcan: Oh shit! My wolf, my wolf got out!!!
Yea it did... But it's okay... *Starts to cry in relief* Drew, Lexi and I made sure you didn't hurt anyone....
*Rests her head on Lorcan's shoulder* Oh my God... Kiddo... Oh my god.
*sighs* *lays there quietly*
*Lorcan starts to cry*
Lorcan: No it did, I killed someone. I can remember they walked past me and I... I just shifted and...
*pokes head out from behind a brick wall*
Hullo?
Anybody there?
I can come on for a bit, but if I leave, I will probably leave suddenly and without warning.
Except for this. This is technically a warning.
*steps from the shadows*
And I'm so sorry.
#ChaseForBook9
Oh, darling. It doesn't matter! *Hugs him tighter and glares at Drew* Darling, it's was your wolf. Not you. He's a strong bugger. I don't know how you can deal with him... You're so brave... *Rubs Lorcan's back*
Drew: Lorcan that was before you got shot, do you not remember anything after you killed??
*Lorcan shakes his head*
Lorcan: All I can remember is all these conversations I've had with my wolf. That's how I know he must have been out because that only happens when I have no control.
*Lorcan hugs Death as he just cries, finally being able to properly after everything*
*sighs*
*strolls down the street in search of clean and germ-free adventure*
(Hi Annika)
#ChaseForBook9
*Holds onto Lorcan* You know Judhipor? She give her life so you could live, babe. She didn't even tell me she was doing it... *Smiles softly* I've lost a sister but saved a brother's life...
Vampire: Ho-hum. La la la la la.
Excuse me, what are you doing?
Vamp: Huh?
You're standing in the middle of the street . . .
Vamp: I am selling cummerbunds.
Cummerbunds?
Vamp: Cummerbunds.
Cummerbunds?
Vamp: Cummerbunds.
Why?
Vamp: *with menace*
For charity.
And Moloch.
You're selling cummerbunds for Moloch?
Vamp: Cummerbunds for Moloch.
That sounds like a goth-punk broadway musical.
*sighs*
*runs a hand through his hair*
I know Moloch . . . tell me, what's he done now?
Lorcan: I'm so sorry Death...
I'm so sorry for everything. I've been nothing but trouble since I came here.
I should just go back home...
(Judiphor died? Awwww, Oscar's out a buddy . . .)
Now /that/, young man, is wrong.
Lorcan, I kind of need to tell you some things, which I may or may not have forgotten to tell you.
#ChaseForBook9
No. You're not going home. You're my brother and I'm happy Judi is gone. If you were gone, I was going straight into the afterlife to get you back. *Pulls back and grins at him* They don't call me Death for nothing!
You haven been any trouble... I've been looking for a way to get rid of her for years!
Vamp: That, oh clean one, is none of your business.
Well, I think it is my business!
*puts hands on hips*
Do you know who I am!?
Vamp: No.
No?
Vamp: No.
I am Oscar Neurotic. A supervillain.
*pulls out wallet*
*whips out his Evil League of Evil membership card*
See? I have a card.
Moloch has been a thorn in the League's side for far too long. So, if it's all the same to you, I'd quite like to kill him. And I'll begin with his cummerbund stand.
*her lip wobbles and she begins crying again*
*Lorcan wipes his eyes and looks at Trip*
Lorcan: What do you need to tell me?
Drew: What are you planning to tell him Trip?
*raises hands*
*makes them form an O in front of the sun*
*the sunlight refracts through his hands into a concentrated beam, sizzling through the air and punching a divot in the street*
*the cummberbund stand (or what's left of it) flies across the street*
*the vampire is left crumpled in the dirt*
*like a spider that's been stepped on*
*Oscar directs a second beam of light at the vampire's limp body*
*like a child trying to incinerate an ant with a magnifying glass*
*the vampire bursts into flames and crumbles into ash*
*Oscar wipes a stray bit of vampire off his shoe*
*and then strolls down the street*
*whistling "Smooth Criminal"*
God, where do I start? *sits on a rock*
A while ago, I spoke to your father. Remember that time that Alexis got really angry at me? Well, we had some things to say to each other.
I'm gonna open with, he's happy that you're happy.
#ChaseForBook9
*gets to her feet, weak and manages to grab her cane* *is dizzy from the blood loss but still has a fever* *manages to make it to her porch and sits*
*Lorcan half smiles, wearily*
Lorcan: he said that, like actually said that??
----A massive apartment complex looms on the side of the road; an imposing concrete structure run through with so many cracks that it seems to be held up by magic, which, given the nature of Blogland, it probably is. The windows are greasy and grimy, so much so that they cannot be seen through, though vague, dark shapes can be seen moving within.----
. . .
Oh my.
How disgusting.
*begins to rubs his hands together unconsciously*
But that's where Moloch lives.
So . . .
*bravely opens the door*
*with a handkerchief*
*and steps in*
*coughs again*
Yes, he did.
#ChaseForBook9
*gets up and goes to check where Fabi and Trip were earlier to see if they're back*
Secondly, I can make the pain stop. The silver poisoning issue. It would be quite easy to treat, were you a human, but the issue is you're a werewolf, yes?
#ChaseForBook9
----Oscar slowly makes his way towards the elevator, past a variety of empty apartments. Broken glass litters the floor, and dirt is encrusted on the window. The elevator is spitting and choking, barely functioning at all, but, being the lazy git that he is, Oscar doesn't take the stairs. He steps in, pulls on a pair of black leather gloves, and pushes the UP button.
It is only after the elevator moves slowly upwards that he realizes . . .----
Oh hell,
this is the wrong apartment complex.
*gets there, quite chilly and notices that it's empty again* *nearly begins crying again*
Drew: that issue has been dealt with now.
*Drew notices then some silver at Lorcan's hands, but doesn't say anything*
Lorcan: I think that's what Judhi did Trip. She sacrificed herself to help me beat this.
*steps out of the elevator*
*slowly*
*carefully*
*makes his way through the abandoned penthouse*
Oh my . . . what happened to this place? There's broken glass all over the floor . . . Ugh! The wallpaper is moldy and peeling . . . better not touch the walls . . . or anything else, for that matter. Oh! The bathroom door is hanging off its hinges . . . what happened . . .
OH GOD!
THE BATHTUB'S FULL OF BLOOD.
Oh.
Well, there's no going back now.
Your father created a cure.
#ChaseForBook9
*sits in the snow*
What . . what happened in here . . ?
*peers gingerly into the bathroom*
So much blood . . . haven't seen that much blood since the 18th century . . .
*looks around*
*sees the spatula stabbed into the wall*
*and the knives and dental instruments strewn across the floor*
*looks back at the bloody tub and sees someone's face bob to the surface*
*the face*
*without anything else attached*
OH SH**!
*leaps backwards, out of the bathroom*
*stumbles into the middle of the room*
*hyperventilating*
What-
What-
What-
Lorcan: He what?
Drew: A cure for lycanthropy?! That's impossible. It's been tried before but never accomplished.
*Lorcan winces slightly as he takes a breath*
*looks around*
*considers*
*begins coughing again*
Oh shit
*looks around wildly*
Gotta get out of here-
Gotta get out of here-
*punches the elevator button*
*the elevator doesn't come up*
Dammit!
*runs back into the center of the room*
Oh no . . .
Oh no, this is a bad place . . . bad place to be . . .
*hears a rustling*
*notices a particularly large section of wallpaper hanging off the wall*
*swallows*
*reaches out with gloved hands and peels it off*
Written on the Wall: HAVE I GOT YOUR ATTENTION NOW?
Flight was once tried and never before accomplished. Would you look at that.
But... He only has one batch left, and he's too stubborn to mass produce it.
And to get it, you'd have to go to him. He won't let anyone else administer it. And he'll only give it to you.
#ChaseForBook9
Lorcan: If I go home, he would keep me there. He would never let me back and I'd never see Lexi again.
But she likes me with the fact that I have my wolf.
Drew: What do you think of all of it Trip? It doesn't sound right.
*takes a step back*
*legitimately freaked out*
*laughs weakly*
Okay . . . okay . . .
Funny, alright? That was funny. I get the joke! I get it!
*looks around*
*no one shows themselves*
*the microwave door slams*
*Oscar whirls around*
*runs to the kitchen*
*finds the microwave on*
*wrenches the door open*
Back of the Microwave: I KNOW WHAT YOU'RE LOOKING FOR.
Oh hell no . . .
*backs up*
*slips a little on something*
*looks down*
Floor: NICCOLO CROATOAN
JUDHIPOR
JUSTARIA
ARISBEL
SOUND FAMILIAR?
*spits out blood* *feels her fever spoke again and tries to hobble towards the lab but falls against a tree, her eyesight failing* *stumbles toward the cave she was in earlier for shelter*
*gets there and collapses again, coughing lots of blood up*
Oh, of course he'd try and stop you leaving, he wouldn't succeed. Too many powerful friends.
Personally, I think the wolf is a part of you, and who you are. I don't think you should take the cure. But it is not my decision is it? Your father, he thinks it's his decision. His decision that you should stay with him, that you should be cured. To him, you are still a child, he has to make your choices for you. But it isn't his decision, is it? It's yours.
But he was using language like "He belongs here, with me.". He's off his rocker, and would stop at nothing to keep you there.
#ChaseForBook9
*elevator dings*
*runs for the elevator*
*doors slide open*
Back of the Elevator: YOURS TRUELY,
AMELIA DUPLICACIOUS
*sways back and forth*
*about to pass out*
*composes himself*
STOP TOYING WITH ME!
*light burst from his hands, shearing a large hole in the back of the elevator*
*the edges of the hole are red and melting*
*continues coughing until red coats her hands*
(I'm sorry Adra, I'm not ignoring you on purpose.)
#ChaseForBook9
((Yeah I know))
*falls back against the cave wall, crying at the pain and the cold*
*lays on the ground, exhausted*
*storms toward the window*
I'll have no more of this!
*blasts out the glass*
*it falls down*
*down*
*and onto the sidewalk below where it shatters*
*light refracts around Oscar as if he's a prism*
*it forms a hard, glittering disk of pure white light beneath his feet*
*he shoots out, into the sunlight, riding it like a hoverboard*
Amelia Duplicacious, eh?
*soars across the city, still shaken by the sight of the bathtub and the blood and the face*
Well, this is a funny new development . . .
(And now that my little tale is done, I'll just go . . .)
Oh, okay, see yah Annika.
#ChaseForBook9
(Goodbye . . .)
((Okay Anni :/ *hugs*))
*kinda plays with the ring she has* *feels like her heart is ripping in half, slowly* *remembers the knife in her coat* *brushes that the thought away*
((Anni!!! Stay!! *Huggles*))
(I would stay, but there's not really anything for me to do . . .)
(I'm here!! *Huggles* We'll RP!!))
*Drew sees that glint of silver again from Lorcan but doesn't say anything again*
Lorcan: What do you mean he's off his rocker?
I dunno what to do now...
(*hugs Rose* What do you want to do?)
(Keep in mind I may suddenly poof at any moment.)
Not in his right mind, lost his marbles.
Do you want to stay a werewolf, or don't you?
#ChaseForBook9
((Yo , I'm here!))
*walks down the street*
(That's always a good way to start a RP. Second only to "And then the fire nation attacked.")
Lorcan: I don't know...
On the one hand I have this place filled with people who can help me with my wolf.
But I don't want to go through this silver poisoning or risk the chance of losing control and hurting everyone. Especially Lexi.
Drew: Lorcan stand up and take off your shirt for a minute...
*Lorcan does as he is told. Drew gasps. Lorcan's wounds are covered over with silver and healing with silver along with strands of silver running from the wounds travelling up and down through his veins*
Drew: What the fuck...
((That is a good start, Anni...))
*there's a sharp pain in her lungs and she cries out*
Now, I'm no Lycanthrope biologist, but that isn't supposed to happen.
#ChaseForBook9
Drew: Definitely not...
This has to be the most intense silver poisoning I have ever witnessed.
*hisses from in between her teeth, the sharpness intensifying, more blood coming from her mouth with the coughs**gets to her feet and runs as fast as she can*
But he was only shot three times...
#ChaseForBook9
Haha, I poofed...))
*Gives Lorcan a final hug before leaving* I need a run... *Flies off and into town. Spots Oscar and drifts down to him^ Hey...
*keeps walking down the street*
Oh, hullo. Who are you?
Little Girl: MURRRRRRRRRDER.
*leaps on Oscar*
*tries to bite out his eyes*
*stumbles but keeps going, the pain worse*
Help! I'm rolling around on the ground and this little murder girl is slobbering on my face!
. . .
. . .
AND I may be about to die!
*shouts at Oscar* SHUT UP IM IN PAIN
Drew: that's all. 3 times.
I just... I really am at a loss at all this. I've never.... *Drew shrugs*
Lorcan: I'm presuming you guys aren't talking about my physique?
*the streetlamps begin flaring brighter and brighter*
*light refracts around Oscar*
*a beam of light blasts Murder off him and through a shop window*
SWEET MOTHER OF JUSTICE I'M COVERED IN GRIT.
*Laughs and grabs Murder* Hello little annoying girl. *Throws Murder across the street*
*shouts at Adra* YOU SHUT UP I'M COVERED IN STUFF.
Um, kinda?
#ChaseForBook9
*whips out her gun and begins to shoot at him, her fever fluxiating*
*light from a streetlamp beams down on Oscar*
*raises a hand*
*light reflect off his hand in a violent beam*
*slamming into the bullets and shattering them into dust*
*reflects
WELL FINE THE- *her knees buckle, feeling sick, only an arm supporting herself*
Drew: I honestly have no idea what to do Trip...
Lorcan: I'm going back home.
*begins aggressively cleaning himself*
*lunges at him*
Drew: Well you're the fucking werewolf! Until I met Em I thought you were extinct!
Lorcan, if this is what you want, I'm not going to stop you. But you will never see Alexis again. For your sake, her sake and our sake, I beg you to reconsider.
#ChaseForBook9
*gets lunged at*
AH!
*leaps out of the way*
Hey! Hey hey hey!
*holds up hands*
Truce! Truce!
Just kidding!
*soft light refracts off his hands and into Adra's face*
*temporarily blinding her with light*
*can feel his weight from the ground and hits him- with her gross bloody hands*
Heh
(Nevermind... I'm out... :/ Bye...))
((Bye-
I might have to go soon as well..))
Ugh!
*wipes the blood off his face*
That's low, Adrasdos!
*sweeps her legs out from under her with a ray of light*
*holds up his hands in the shape of an O*
*ready to throw a killing beam of sunlight at her*
((Bye Death.))
#ChaseForBook9
*from behind a building, someone watches*
*a someone with long gray hair*
*and a sequinned tuxedo jacket*
Precocious: *whispers* Oh my God . . . I understand now . . .
I understand why he wants to kill Adra . . .
*hides to she can't be seen*
(Bye, Death Rose! I'll miss you!)
Precocious: *still hiding*
*whispers* Oh hell . . . he's trying to prove a point . . .
*voice shaking with shock*
He's looking for a new nemesis . . .
He's looking for someone else to fight . . .
*face goes pale*
. . . he's trying to forget me . . .
Drew: Thank you for that Trip but I have never seen this ever before. Ever and I sat through my sister going through silver poisoning and this never happened.
*Lorcan takes a breath as he tries not to cry*
Lorcan: You guys have been great. And I couldn't have asked for a better group to call my friends. But I can't keep putting you all in situations that could potentially harm everyone.
That's not what you brought me back for.
I have to go home. For everyone's safety.
(Deathy don't go :( )
*hits the ground and rocks rush out and hit him*
*grins* Locan, you realise I'm literally a bomb, right? If my emotions got too intense, I could explode, killing everything on earth.
You, my friend, are not a danger.
#ChaseForBook9
*gets thrown against the wall*
Damn!
*runs out into the middle of the street*
*the street lamps glow blindingly bright*
*his eyes turn gold*
*and he becomes immune to their blinding glare*
I don't have time for thiiiiiiiis!
*stamps on the ground*
*the earth cracks, the cracks racing towards Adra, light spilling up from them like there's a sun behind the asphalt*
*dives to the side* what the...
Precocious:
*watches silently*
*from behind the building*
*shaking her head slowly*
He needs someone to fight . . . someone to hurt . . .
That silly grudge against Adra is just an excuse to fight someone . . .
Oh hell . . .
Lorcan: I am a danger. I could kill her...
((I'm sorry I have to go... :,( ))
(That's quite alright, my friend, I can work this out somehow . . . just give me a minute or two . . .)
*sees Adra disappear into an alley*
Fine!
Run!
RUN!
I don't need this! Ha!
I've already got one coward to deal with!
*laughs loudly*
*laughs quieter*
*laughs softly*
*cries silently*
((Bye Adra.))
And I could kill everybody. Lorcan, if having the potential to wipe out any chance of life on earth has taught me anything, it's that you can't let what you might do, get in the way of you doing things. Lorcan, I can teach you to control your wolf, to use it, like a mage uses magic. But your father? He'd kill it, then never let you out for fear of it returning.
#ChaseForBook9
*taps medallion to disappear into all-white world*
*finds the medallion is not there*
Oh, damn . . .
*disc of light forms under his feet*
*he rides it into the sky*
*up*
*up*
*and out of this comment thread*
(Goodbyeeeeeee!)
Lorcan: What about the silver??
I have no clue about that...
And I think there's only one person who might.
#ChaseForBook9
Lorcan: Oh?...
But fine, I will stay. As long as I know you can help me. I'll stay.
Now, did your universe's version of Deacon die a well? Because our one was an even bigger jerk.
#ChaseForBook9
Lorcan: I dunno, I think Adra was the last to see him.
(Adra killed him btw Trip)
(Okay)
So he's totally dead.
Great.
#ChaseForBook9
*Lorcan sits down and holds his head*
Lorcan: Man I'm so tired...
It's pretty late.
#ChaseForBook9
Lorcan: I can't remember anything between killing the innocent and waking up here in the cave... Drew said I went through a pretty rough time.
But I just can't remember...
I've been... away. I'm afraid I don't know.
#ChaseForBook9
*Lorcan closes his eyes and lays down on the cave floor. He is asleep in minutes*
(I'm gonna head to bed Trip. We can RP some more tomorrow and continue this okay??? Night dude x)
(Thank god. I as worried I would drop off on you. Night everyone!)
#ChaseForBook9
Uh... Hi.
Sup Duck
How are you?
MISTI!
I'm good at the moment. Not really doing much, but its good... I suppose....
That's good
wbd
#ChaseForBook9
Scaes for life
Yeah, I'm not Would Be Distant, I Am Distant
IAD!
Skulduggery has a brain now. It's made of pretzels.
#ChaseForBook9
*opens her eyes*
Hell
Hi Adra! [hugs]
#ChaseForBook9
((Hi Fabi!
Asha: heyyyy random people!!!!!!! How's it goinn
*((
*))
#ChaseForBook9
*is actually freaking* So I give the idiots my iPod and say: watch this I dont want it dropping. So I go to the bathroom come out and see Skype open, I'm like wtf I'm pretty sure nobody is calling me it is late in the UK I check and V somehow got on my Skype and foud Derek on there so I went BESERK omg I am still apolgizing to him for that. I mean Marissa was just asked if it was him he saw hers but he hasnt seen Vinette's omg I legit have tweeted him apilogizing every tweet. I dunno how they figured out my password! I mean I had myself signed out of Skype omg I am so apaologizing to him more I did not mean for that to happen....so yeah and I saw a lot of face sucking and humping tonight
Help me. That was my friend))
((Riiiiight.))
#ChaseForBook9
((Help))
((With what?))
#ChaseForBook9
((MY FROEND HAS ME HOSTAGE))
((Yaaaaaaaaa [Runs in, ferociously brandishing a balloon sword]
#ChaseForBook9
((*is saved* MY HERO))
((Oh, hi Zaf! Sorry, I forgot to greet you.))
#ChaseForBook9
*pushes herself up*
Ow-
*grabs her cane and trudges through the snow towards the lab*
((Hi to everyone))
((Halloooooo))
((So it is rather silent...))
((Wbd, uploading a video of Derek being evil))
#ChaseForBook9
*ends up in the slab, shivering*
*texts Zaf and Fabru* Wanna come over?
[Texts back] Seeing as I'm still running from the law, I'm not sure if that's a good idea... Are you okay?
#ChaseForBook9
*replies* Sure.
((Ah no he needs to gimme a time and I wanna KILL V for that I cannot believe they got on my account I had signed out it shouldn't have...*sighs* I hope he sees my hundreds of apologizes))
@Fabi- I just kinda need some friends right now
[Appears near Blogland amulet (outside the bar)]
#ChaseForBook9
[Walks in the direction of Adra's lab]
#ChaseForBook9
*doors are unlocked*
*is on the couch*
Hi everyone! How are you all?
((http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6uEUPVATEz8))
[Peeks in the doorway] Adra?
#ChaseForBook9
Misti! Hiiiiii! I haven't seen you in ages! [hugs]
#ChaseForBook9
((Hi Misti! *hugs*))
Fabi? *gets shakily to her feet and runs over, hugging tightly*
[hugs Adra back]
Is everything okay with you? I mean... [Trails off]
#ChaseForBook9
*shakes her head* Fabi, I don't know what to do- I don't know anything and- I keep getting these fevers. I become hot enough that, well- it could kill me and I just- *is getting so worked up it sounds like an anxiety attack*
((A))
((A))
((Fabi omg I died))
I've never been good with medicine... Maybe try putting a damp cloth on your forehead. [Winces helplessly]
#ChaseForBook9
GRRRR
I dedicate this page to Adra gettinf first. I also ded to terrifying Derek next week I am so excited for this I mean I cannot wait.
*Is hugged*
Yeah I've haven't really been on for a bit.
#ChaseForBook9
((Hahahahahahaha Zaf))
((That's okay, Misti *cuddles* bby))
...I don't think that will help...
Just- I don't want to die, but at the same time...I do
*comes over holding Olivia* Hey!
Olivia; Aunt Adra!
No dear Ads you don't need to die ever. I'll go intothe afterlife faster then Niccolò to get you back
*smiles faintly* Hey Zaf, Olivia
((So did I, Zaf! D:))
There are probably some herbs that would at least help bring the fever down... [Facepalms] I don't really know any of them, though.
Maybe... You said a cold started this? If you could try to cure the cold, maybe the rest would go away. It's probably wishful thinking, but...
#ChaseForBook9
Zaf I appreciate the sympathy- but... I don't want to live through this bullshit. I mean, I still want to, for obvious reasons...
*Walks over curiously and bends over looking at Olivia*
Hi there little kiddie-winkle what's your name?
It was a little more than a cold. More of hypothermia. But... I dunno.
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