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[toxickiss]

[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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[toxickiss]

Toilet. I tell Laharl either he drags me out (which he's terrified of doing,) or waits until I finish a round.

[Shakes head.]

Stupid as fuck doesn't begin to cover it. Always some bleedin' government doing idiot things and experimenting with things they can't begin to understand. They probably made the virus- played with something new, and bang-boom, it turns into the undead plague.

[strategic_guile]

I can't see him pulling you out with you spewing stuff everywhere. Then again, he wouldn't be cleaning it up.

*looks up as the city is a stone's throw away and looming*

Can't stop people from fiddling with shit. Though there should be limits to curiosity and stupidity being mixed in the genepool.

[toxickiss]

He wouldn't go in, because I decided to start doing the purges topless, to avoid ruining my clothes. Laharl doesn't handle being near breasts very well.

[Well, good thing they're making steady progress. She's hoping that soon the numb and stiff feeling will work it's way out with some more walking as well.]

Guess it's mixed in with genius and ambition, causing problems when the pools 'mix.'

[strategic_guile]

*said quietly but amused* He's still such a child, despite how old he is...

*he's enjoying the air against his skin, and it isn't so much further now*

Takes a specific mix to get it right. We've yet to perfect it.

[toxickiss]

Well, he is the equivalent of around 13 years old. Some boys still don't like that stuff at that age, I guess.

[Shrugs]

Seems to be one of the impossible cocktails.

[strategic_guile]

The late bloomers.

*snerk* Won't stop us from trying.

[toxickiss]

Stuck like that for centuries~

[Psh] Trying that is just an excuse with our kind.

[strategic_guile]

Pretty horrid.

Your kind? You mean mutants, or whatever they decided to call you?

[toxickiss]

[Shrugs]

Humanish people, I suppose is what I mean.

[strategic_guile]

*thoughtful hum and ohgodfinally they're just outside the new city* Well, good news. Neither of us passed out and the zombies didn't follow us.

[toxickiss]

I'm pretty sure we would've known if they were following when you were first lugging me over your shoulder.

[Nudges off to the side once they get to the walls and inside.]

Come on, let's take a breather under some shade. We'll get to the clinic in a bit.

[strategic_guile]

Yeah, the moaning an all, if I could hear it over yours. *teasing*

Sounds good. Lead the way, one-legged Betty.

[toxickiss]

I only moan as loudly as the customer wants. It's Maggie that can't control what comes out of her mouth~

[Points off in one direction.]

How about over there?

[strategic_guile]

Well, Mag gets the ones who likes the screamers. *chuckles* Poor thing. How she doesn't go hoarse...

*shrugs* You have to walk it. It's all you.

[toxickiss]

Might be a trick with using a different section of her vocals...

[Coughs off to the side, carefully wiping the area with the arm away from Blaine.]

I know it's hard to believe, with how mostly perfect my skin is, or was I should say, but I'm not unaccustomed to pain. This isn't even half of what I can handle.

[strategic_guile]

Yeah. I'll have to ask her when we get back. *a bit sarcastic there*

Good to know. Now the sooner we get there, the more we can rest before getting you to this clinic.

[toxickiss]

I'm sure she'll want to try to give you a demonstration. I'd ask around in public.

[Well, she's all off hobbling towards that spot.]

Has Jason been recovering all right? I haven't exactly been keeping up on everything since I played gift-giver around the city.

[strategic_guile]

She has, several times. She's persistent. Technically a good thing.

*at her side, just in case*

Yeah, he's doing alright so far. I haven't seen him since they barricaded themselves in though. I've been here and there...

[toxickiss]

Yeah, until it becomes obsessive. I'm just hoping she doesn't turn out to be one of those kinds of girls.

[Here and there, right.]

You mean taking advantage of the outbreak to test out your storage supplies?

[strategic_guile]

*he makes a noise of agreement*

I like shooting things and not getting in trouble for it. Is that so wrong?

[toxickiss]

[Snerks a bit, getting to the spot and leaning against the wall to ease down]

Depends on who you ask, and you know it.

[strategic_guile]

*laughs* Ask the right person and you get the right answer.

[toxickiss]

Well, despite me bringing it up, I don't think I'm the right person to be asked.

[strategic_guile]

*he shrugs and adjusts the belt and holsters and such as he sits down close by but in the coolest spot he can find; he rolls up the cuffs to his pants after brushing out all of the sand* I should just strip.

[toxickiss]

Depends on whether or not you're walking commando under there. While it's nothing surprising to me, it might upset the locals.