2nd Floor Common Room, Wednesday Morning

[chirpchirpchirp]

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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[bookbeltof_love]

"It started like a cold," Nina said, still cross and getting more upset by the word. "Like, have a headache and body ache and have a fever and spots and now it's all 'yes, be weird and ugly' and now you're saying it's okay for me to be trapped here?!"

[thishouseishaunted]

Mae leaned back a little. Nina could be . . . a lot.

"Um," she said. "I mean, it's not awesome? But if it's like a quarantine thing, then it makes sense?"

She was not super pleased to be stuck here with the . . . whatever it was. But it did make a certain amount of sense.

[bookbeltof_love]

Nina glowered, though Mae's leaning back was close enough to a recoil that she'd… she'd accept that, and settle slightly, hitching one shoulder up higher than it ought to go.

"I don't want to be trapped," she said, snapping a cookie into pieces and watching it hit the ground. "I don't want to be here. I want to… I want to… I don't know what I want."

[thishouseishaunted]

"Scream?" Mae suggested. "Screaming can be fun."

She had a feeling Nina would do it pretty well if she tried.