[not again] catchall for taako

[fishingforcompliments]

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w0, friday

[fishingforcompliments]

[WELL, THEY'RE... ALIVE... THERE'S THAT... THAT'S A PLUS...

fever aside, though, a man is still dead! well. a sword. man. whatever, he was a sentient being, the specifics don't matter. luckily, an elf is not dead. wherever taako happens to be (are they still outside in the rain?), flayn calls out to him.]

—Taako? Do you... do you feel strange today?

[a beat.]

Aside from the... "someone is dead" thing.

[chaoticlootral]

[Taako is in fact, out in the rain, because it's slightly cooler out here! Also. He has an umbrella.]

Yeah, shit, I'm hot as hell-- I mean not in my normal way. You?

[fishingforcompliments]

Yes... I feel feverish.

[she's not using an umbrella, because... yeah. the rain is cooler, and frankly, she's all for anything that will help her cool down.

she fidgets a little uncomfortably.]

...I - did we just catch some kind of cold, from being outside at night? That... that is all this is, correct?

[chaoticlootral]

I think it's all of us. Some sort of curse would be my guess, or it wouldn't be the same thing for everyone, right?

[fishingforcompliments]

[she nods slowly]

That must be it. If our symptoms and the fact that we were outside is what we had in common...