aftermath of something lethal

there are so many lines that I've crossed unforgiven

i'll tell you the truth

but never goodbye

Looking up sharply, the alchemist's fingers twitched into rigid claws around his bottle as his breath caught in his throat. Exhaling a chord of disbelief—not for a moment thinking the Sword was joking or lying, merely that fate might be so endlessly and needlessly cruel—Remi let his gaze rise to the ceiling as his lashes slid down.

"Ronin seems to be worse. Whether because he has had it the longest or because it came directly from Safrin." The alchemist said after a moment of silent stewing, leaning his chin forward again as his eyes opened. With a slight snarl on his lip, an indication of the stirring predators within his body, Remi trailed a finger along the glass of the bottle. "And here we sit, completely fine." He said dryly.

With his fingernails becoming dangerously pointed and decidedly claw like, the alchemist bit the inside of his cheek and offered his friend an unhelpful shrug. "What problems have we that don't come back to the Spire?" He mused. "If it is the Voice doing this...I...it cannot be so simple. Why did the Greatwood not become infected before, if the poison was always there? Always present in the water and trickling past the barrier?" Running a hand through his curls, Remi exhaled. "The portal. The snake that Jigano mentioned...the tulmhainar being down there...all of it could mean something. Or nothing. So far out of those who have gone into the basement...who has the blight? Safrin, but you? Amalia? Ashetta seems fine. What of Jigano, or Rory? Roana? Is it selective, or are some of us immune?"

These weren't questions Deimos could answer on the spot of course, but Remi felt he had to perhaps post something potentially helpful.

Remi

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