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2nd Floor Common Room, Wednesday Morning

Vette was... not looking so great. Wasn't feeling so great, either, but her response to the throbbing headache and the grey skin and the claws, beyond a frustrated screech, was mostly to decide that she needed to rend something with her... increasingly sharp teeth. Really, with the way her head was changing shape and the somewhat unexpected new dental situation, she was starting to look more like a Twi'lek male when she looked in the mirror, if not for the horror eyes situation, and the fact that her ear cones were remaining cones, hooray.

Anyway, the solution to today's frustration (it was even frustrating that she only felt frustrated, that she couldn't find it in her to panic about this, but at least she was able to think, wasn't necessarily having a repeat of the vampire situation and that hadn't been permanent) was clearly to go rummaging through the fridge, head-tails twitching angrily behind her, looking for the biggest, most raw-looking slab of meat she could find.

... An entire package of bologna would do. Nobody mind the snarling grey Twi'lek furiously gnawing her way through that while trying to find something she actually wanted to watch on the television this morning. Really.

[OOC: Open! I had to infect Vette, the game gives me a (nightmarish) companion customization that is perfect for today, how could I not?]

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"... Sure," Vette replied, and now her head was tilting the other way in that same, strange, unnatural jerking motion. Just a tiny bit too far. "Nina threw it. I couldn't sit out on a party thrown by my roommate, could I?"

You'd made the right call, Mae.

"I would normally totally agree with you," Mae said. "About most things, actually, we really get along. But I'm pretty sure the hot spring was, like, radioactive or something. You should probably see a doctor."

"... You figure?"

Huh. That was an option, wasn't it? Vette looked thoughtful for a few moments at that.

"I don't think this is radiation poisoning, though."

"Have you had radiation poisoning before?"

They'd been in a radioactive wasteland earlier in the summer, Mae wasn't putting a goddamn thing past this island.

"Nnnnnoooooo?"

Heck, even 'kinda puzzled' was a weirdly unnerving look on Vette's face right then.

This was so wrong.

"So it still might be. What do you think it would be instead?"

".... Don't know," Vette admitted. "Not really thinking about it. It's easier not to, makes my brain itch less."

She mimed clawing at her own head, those wicked talons actually coming a little too close for comfort.

". . . Your brain itches?" That was probably not a good sign.

Not that literally any of the rest of this qualified as a "good sign".

"Yeah. But that's better than feeling like my whole head is going to crack open and spill what's in there."

... Yeah, great sign!

"I . . . guess?" Mae's own headache was only increasing as this conversation went on. "I still say maybe a doctor is a good plan."

Vette tilted her head at Mae, looking for all the world, for a moment, like she was sizing her up for dinner.

"... Would it make you happy if I were to go to a medcenter?"

Mae nodded firmly. And tried not to think about how hungry the expression on Vette's face was. "It would. Very much. Yes."

Please be okay, Vette. Mae would be extremely sad if she had to hit you with a baseball bat.

And Vette would... probably get very upset if she was hit with a baseball bat.

Probably in dangerous ways.

"Then I'll think about it," she decided. "Maybe after whatever the park thing is today."

You bet she was going to participate. Wouldn't that go well?

"You're going to the park today?"

Mae wasn't really one to talk about not going out and running around when you weren't feeling well (she was planning to do just that, later, despite being tired and headachey), but she still felt like that would be a mistake.

"Are you sure you don't want to, like, take a nap instead?"

"Not tired," Vette replied, shrugging. "At least if I go to the park, I can work some of this anxiousness off, right?"

It was better than trying to eat her cat or something.

"That's . . . actually not a bad idea." Dr. Hank was always encouraging to Mae to get out and about when she started to feel extra weird. That and write in her journal. "Just, you know. Try to remember that the other people are people, and not just collections of shapes."

That was the other thing he told her to do when she was feeling extra weird. And to write in her journal.

Vette considered pointing out that they were less shapes and more meat today, but that still somehow seemed to be in bad taste.

"Not shapes," she replied, dutifully. "I'll make that my mantra for the day, okay?"

People were people. People were people. People were people...

"Thanks. I appreciate that."

Mae herself was definitely feeling a resurgence of 'we're all pawns in a vast game played by callous, omnipotent, unknowable forces', but she kind of did that whenever she got upset, so.

"I aim to please."

She kinda didn't.

But she didn't entirely want to upset people.

Yet.

"Let me know what the doctor says?"

As creepy as Vette was being, she was still Mae's friend, dammit. She wanted her to be okay.

. . . If they made it to Friday's class, the Lilac/Nightmare rivalry finale would be a horror show.

"You'll be the first I call," Vette promised.

The doctor would be so perplexed.

Or just properly horrified. This wasn't Fandom's first go-round with this gunk, after all.

"Cool," Mae said. It seemed like she should also say something else, in a 'you're my friend and I care about you' kind of way. "I hope they have a cure because it's kind of hard to look at you right now."

She didn't have a lot of experience with being friendly and caring.

Vette regarded Mae for a moment with those creepy dark eyes. And then just nodded a little.

"It'll change," she replied. She could feel it changing. How much worse could it get?

... Much worse.

"That's maybe not as reassuring as you think it is," Mae said. "Just, you know. A heads up."

Vete's lekku twitched a little bit more.

"... So you don't want it to change?"

Jeeze, Mae! Pick one!

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