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Who: Nova, Zexion, anyone
When: Day 58, Late Morning/Early Afternoon
Where: Level 3 common area
What:

[There are a pair of teenagers taking up space in here today. One looks like he's just some chainsmoking jerk (accurate). The other looks much more together and approachable, dressed neatly and carrying himself with a calm, if serious attitude. Both of them are trying to get your attention, but it's the chainsmoking jerk who speaks up first, loud enough for anyone nearby to hear.]

Oi, I know this isn't some proper fucking meeting, but there's some serious shit that everyone deserves to know about going on right now. Some new, fucked up jungle sickness that's starting to turn up. We need to talk to anyone who knows someone that's slipped into a coma, and anyone who's interested in how to help with people who have.

[The calmer of the two clears his throat, leveling an even look at him]

. . . And we can explain what we know about it even if you don't know a victim or want to help.

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[To apt Y! Where he stops to fuss with a lock on the door before opening it]

Thanks for this. Even just . . . the gesture.

[ shakes her head ]

To do something like this, mm, well, it's familiar at least.

. . . Yeah . . .

[leads her further in. In one of the bedrooms, Fang and Sparta along with Gazelle have been carefully tucked into bed. Aside from the feverish tinge to their cheeks, they look as though they could just be peacefully sleeping.]

Haaah . . . [ brushes a little hair out of Gazelle's face and then begins checking vitals ]

[Watching uneasily. Vitals are (presumably) stable for someone who's been in a coma for a while]

We took care of getting them water and some liquid nutrients, so they're okay for now . . .

. . . aaah. It's no illness I know. Certainly it must be a local malady.

It is. We spoke with Dellen about it.