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Post by Drake on Sept 22, 2019 21:44:05 GMT -8
Drake blinked. Of course it was.
"Do you think I could speak with him?"
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Post by The Guardian on Sept 22, 2019 21:45:58 GMT -8
"I don't see why not. Once you are feeling a bit better. I think Dad would kill me if I let you wander around before he gave you the go-ahead to safely leave."
She smiled breifly as she stood up.
"But, since you are awake. What do you want to eat? I can make you soup, or a sandwich. Anything heavier and I'm afraid you won't keep it down."
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Post by Drake on Sept 22, 2019 21:51:23 GMT -8
Drake pouted.
"Whatever is easier for you will be fine. I can help if you'd like. I don't do well sitting doing nothing."
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Post by The Guardian on Sept 22, 2019 22:00:15 GMT -8
"It's no bother. It's my fault anyways."
Before he could argue on the point the Doctor would return!
"Ah, good you are awake. The results are in, and you have a rapidly progressing form of the blight. It is as we feared. You are lucky Melody found you when she did. At the rate, it is progressing a few days and you'd be just another bog monster."
His tone was cheerful despite the terrible news, making a beeline for a locked cabinet he would pull out a single vial of glowing green liquid.
"Melody my dear, could I trouble you for the final ingredient?"
She seemed to hesitated, looking between Drake and her Father before steeling herself and nodding.
"Of course." He would uncork the vial as she took a scalpel and sliced her palm. Letting a few droplets fall into the vial. The liquid would fizzle and pop before settling down and changing to a brown color. The doctor would hand the vial to Drake.
"Make sure to drink it all."
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Post by Drake on Sept 22, 2019 22:03:23 GMT -8
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"What the fuck?!"
He would say after witnessing the display. He would look from her cut to the medicine to the Doctor.
"Alright, I need to some answers. Why did she just bleed into that, and why did it react the way it did?!"
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Post by The Guardian on Sept 22, 2019 22:05:21 GMT -8
"It's the final ingredient of the treatment. The gift of life, freely given. I'm not sure what you mean by how it reacted though. This is the treatment."
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Post by Drake on Sept 22, 2019 22:07:58 GMT -8
Drake folded his... arm and stump.
"If it is life freely given them why did you have your daughter donate and not yourself? And what do mean what reaction, it bubbled fizzled and then changed into a completely different color. That, my friend, suggest that something cause a change in the medication and I would like to know what and why?"
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Post by The Guardian on Sept 22, 2019 22:13:34 GMT -8
Drake would feel his symptoms flare up with the rise in his negative emotions, the feeling of something gnawing at his soul like in the dream gripping at his chest. His face would turn red as his temperature began to spike.
"Because if I give it then it is not freely given. As a Doctor, I have taken certain oaths. And those oaths compel me to do everything I can to help treat my patients. Melody is under no such oath or compulsion. She is free to say no and have me ask someone else."
He sighed, trying to explain this slowly, as if to a child.
"I understand you are frightened and feeling aggression. Those are symptoms of the Blight and if left untreated those feelings will continue to grow with your paranoia. The blood reacts with the ingredients, neutralizing the blight with the purity of the sacrifice. Blood is life, and intentions matter. Like the Blight feeds off your negativity, the purity of sacrifice counteracts it."
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Post by Drake on Sept 22, 2019 22:19:59 GMT -8
Drake celt the new and immediately regretted his decision to challenge the doctor. The doctors explanation was sound.
"I-I'm sorry, thank you."
He would say taking the medication and without hesitation downing all of it. He would hold his hand over his mouth until he was sure it all went down, just in case it didn't taste good... then he would turn to Melody.
"Thank you. For being willing to hurt yourself to help me. I... it means a lot."
He would then look back at the empty file and back to the doctor. Holding up the vile.
"You cane in here a bit excitedly. Why is that? You came bearing bad news and offer you very limited and precious resources. Does this mean that you have some good news that out ways the bad?"
Drake asked hopefully.
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Post by The Guardian on Sept 22, 2019 22:25:52 GMT -8
The Doctor was satisfied with the apology.
"It's okay, it's the least I can do. I just hope you start feeling better soon."
She'd remark with a small smile before she busied herself wrapping her hand in a bandage.
The drink tasted bad, the coppery taste of blood was unmistakable, but the rest just tasted strongly medicinal. And more acidic than he might like. But it was likely not the worst thing he'd ever ingested in his life. He'd feel some of the effects almost instantly. His vision would double and a sense of wooziness would threaten to overtake him. His chest tightened in agony but only for a moment before the feeling of something gnawing at his insides was gone. And some of his weakness faded away as well. When it was over he'd feel closer to normal. Though still weak and sickish. But no longer did he feel like death.
Drake's stats have all increased to 5!
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Post by Drake on Sept 22, 2019 22:32:13 GMT -8
Drake took a deep breath and let it out with a more comfort than he had since waking up. The pain subsiding.
"That... wasn't pleasant but, I definitely feel better. At the very least I can carry myself with my own two feet now."
Drake would turn to the doctor.
"What exactly is the Blight? Is it a parasite or a virus? Or something else?"
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Post by The Guardian on Sept 22, 2019 22:41:05 GMT -8
"Something else as far as we can tell. It began generations ago, it spread through the great cities, letting them tear each other apart from the inside. Turning people into the monsters within. All would succumb eventually, the land wasting away and rotting into a poisonous bog. Humanity lost the war against the monsters, step by step we were pushed back to the brink of extinction until now. The last foothold of our kind. Clinging to hope that tomorrow will bring us back to the light."
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Post by Drake on Sept 22, 2019 22:43:15 GMT -8
"How does it spread?"
He asked curiously. He was pretty sure he knew he got it from work boy... but that couldn't be the answer for the entire world.
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Post by The Guardian on Sept 22, 2019 22:45:14 GMT -8
"The fog can spread it if you breathe it in. It can also be transferred from infected that have transformed to people who have not."
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Post by Drake on Sept 22, 2019 22:46:35 GMT -8
"When, and how, was the cure discovered?"
He asked, trying desperately to find some kind of answer.
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