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[As the PCD shakes considerably, muttered curses could be heard stumbled out as the camera passes over pale skin, blood, and the outside of Veles' walls. Lily's sitting on the ground, probably with the device propped on one of the knees as she's leaning back against the wall. She looks pale and feverish, with a few yellowing patches. Before talking there's a few wet chesty coughs, Lily muttering off to the side before back-swiping at air.]

So, guess I should say right away that I'm not infected.

[She just looks like she's going through the beginning stages, as she covers her mouth with a hand that's covered in some dried and some fresh blood, along with other substances. Something keeps catching her attention for less than a second every now and then, making it hard to continue through and finish sentences.]

Don't know who's... Who's available, but I mostly need someone who knows how to deal with poisons, toxins or whatever just as much as injuries. I- no, I'm not interested It's stronger than what I've had to deal with from last time.

[A swipe in the air, muttering again though it could be heard as 'bugger off.']

A little aid would be nice, though.

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You're sure you're not infected?

[Because from where Raven stands it very much looks like you are and she's not coming near you if it's the case.]

What happened to you then?

[It takes a few moments before her attention actually focuses and reprocesses what's on the feed. Something had been keeping her attention just off from where she was holding the PCD.]

One of your city's psychopaths happened. This one comes with a laser screwdriver. No bite marks, no zombie blood in the system.

[Peers closer.]

You sound a bit young to know about treating poisons.

You're talking about Harold Saxon, right? He did that to you... Why?

[She just stares back.]

And you look a bit too close to passing out to be picky about who offers to help you.

[Not that she did yet. And it's certainly not the best way to convince her.]

[Having to talk about The Master is almost sobering. Though it makes her sound mopey and petulant in this case.]

That's the assumed name. Time Lords choose their name when... some point. The egomaniac named himself 'The Master.' He's psycho; tried to destroy the universe through a giant paradox for a little attention. Shooting me was because he got information and was bored.

[Shakes head, running the bloodied (but also her only free) hand through her hair a little roughly.]

It's not about being picky. Need someone that knows what they're doing so they don't get poisoned too.

You knew him from before, then? You're from the same world as he is?

[She ponders that a bit.] I actually don't know much about poisons, but I'm good at healing injuries. And I could still try to reverse the poisoning process. That said, if you'd rather be healed by someone more experienced and don't mind coming over to Adstring, I can always take you to our clinic to see Mrs Unohana.

He's a character on the telly where I come from. Different worlds, but I knew more about him than he was comfortable with accepting.

[Eyes narrow, looks a little to the side and spits. Though it looks like she was doing in the manner of spitting in someone's face. There's just... no face there. Almost as quickly she's rubbing and pressing against her forehead.]

I- ... I don't know. The stuff is toxic to the touch. Don't want it getting into other people. These are some bitch-kickin' systems this time around.

[Well, she wouldn't mind poisoning the Master, but that's a different matter.]

A fictional character? Your hate for him seems very real though.

[And that's when Raven gets it.] You weren't poisoned, right? You are poisonous. [But she doesn't seem paticularly afraid of that, merely annoyed because you could have mentioned that in the first place.] That shouldn't be a problem. I don't need to touch people to heal them.

He shot me, multiple times. Of course my hate's real.

[Starts scratching her scalp, also delaying her response. Even if the feed's private now, she's not the most comfortable admitting that she's sick because of her own poison.]

Between the weird people from your city, and anyone in Veles having one of these devices, saying I'm poisonous seems like an invitation for mad scientists. With all that I've seen, I suppose I have no room to not believe that you can heal and keep some physical distance... It okay to use on mutants, though?

Not much physical distance. I'll need to be close to you. I only said I didn't have to touch you.

Reaction to my magic may vary a lot from one person to another. It doesn't matter whether you're a mutant or not. But if your body rejects my magic, I'll have to stop and take you to Mrs Unohana.

[A pause.] ...Do you want me to try? Press the yellow button on top of the device you're holding and I'll come.

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[She seems to be considering, though distracted at the same time After about a minute, she works on finding the button, actually mouthing the word 'yellow' as if that were the hard part. Which it... kinda was right now.]

You were right before. I don't actually have a choice right now. [x/y] Just- If you show any signs of not feeling well, you get looked at.

[Because right now, Lily doesn't have the brain power to say that her poison spreads out like a fine mist around her as well.]

[It doesn't take long for Raven to get there. Obviously because she was already in Veles when she saw Lily's post, busy killing some zombies. Plus she can fly and that makes all distances a lot shorter.]

[She lands softly, a few feet away from Lily.] Hey. I'm the one you talked to over the PCD.

[She lifts down her hood.] My name's Raven. You?

[Seems a bit distracted at first, though after a few seconds looks up at Raven.]

Ah, yeah... I was right, you are young.

[Nods a bit to the name, getting it stuck in her head for at least a bit.]

Mine's Lily. You showed pretty quickly. Thanks.

[Raven shrugs.] I never denied that part.

[She nods as Lily gives her name.] Well, you looked in a pretty bad shape. [She gives Lily's injuries a closer look.] This laser screwdriver makes some nasty wounds.

[She takes a few steps forward and stops a feet away from Lily, kneeling down in front of her.] Shall we start? ...First I'm gonna take away the pain and then I'll try to close up the wounds, alright?

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Not looking so good, kid. Where are you?

A bit of a ways outside the gates.

[Something's being said off towards the side, but none of it sounds like words.]

Our city's gates, I mean. Seemed less crowded by the undead, and I was closer to there than an open building.

Alright. I'll come get you.

*pause*

Who, or what, else is with you?

I'm on my own right now. Someone might come to heal me, but I'm not sure if it'll take the symptoms off...

[A muffled cough.]

I was told that saying I wasn't infected was unconvincing. Funny, huh?

I hear something else nearby, so I need to be prepared.

*his voice holds a bit of a smile*

They don't know you, and you do look like hell warmed over, Lily.

Guess it's something on the other side of the wall... Otherwise it's just me and figments.

[Coughs out a laugh, though it's hard to tell which one there's more of.]

It's a good thing I'm not your employee anymore then, huh? Looks like this would tank your sales.

Stay aware then. They aren't far from you.

*a small huff as you can hear him moving and occasionally shooting; his voice is good-natured and playful*

You're still a pretty bint, and I'll still take care of you, so shut it.

Anyone ever tell you [coughs] that you're such a charmer...

[A bit of a pause.]

I hold things down. Should be fine anyway.

All the time, chica.

*silence for a few minutes, though you can hear him moving around*

Christ. I thought most of them were dead. Guess not.

[Stares at the PCD, listening to the sounds. Though it's a bit hard to tell which parts of the transmission is just subtle figments.]

You okay there, Blaine? If there's too many, just hold off someplace more secure until the amount of them thins out. Get a drink, reload on stuff, check on the girls. There's no rush, and you don't want to get sloppy and infected.

*calmly says after he finishes firing what sounds like an automatic weapon of some kind* I'm fine.

The girls are holed up and'll be fine for a week. I don't get sloppy.