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SIXTY ✖ VOICE & SPAM
[Warden Filter + Zane]
My inmate and I were interested in exploring alternative treatments for severe lead poisoning. If anyone has any information or suggestions on how to reverse the damage, or thinks their inmate might know something useful, don't hesitate to let us know.
[Infirmary Filter]
I understand that there are medical treatments available, but Zane is uncomfortable with involving the infirmary staff in this matter, and it was difficult enough to convince him to accept any help, let alone pushing him to accept treatment in the infirmary or by one of the doctors on board.
That said, if there's anything you're aware of that might help, [Particularly Mr. Sorcerer, you know who you are.] I'll try to convince him to be more amenable to the idea.
[Spam for the CES]
[Charles goes to the CES almost every day to run. It's helped him feel better, more in control, and it's a better coping mechanism than locking himself in the pub or otherwise curling up in a ball and shutting out the world. Even with the recent changes, he still comes up here often, sometimes alone, because he just needs it.
So the only reason today is different is that when he steps inside and starts jogging away from the door, he stops and stares at the familiar sight of the mansion. It's crumbling and decrepit, with vegetation growing wild and untamed in front of and in between the bricks. The west wall has almost completely disintegrated, and he's not really sure how he feels about it, honestly. This place had never really felt like home when he'd been younger, but he had definitely found himself missing it while he'd been here. Seeing it like this, after not seeing it in so long, is just... something, and for a long moment, he can't bring himself to do anything but stare at it.
Eventually, he'll keep running, keeping his distance from the building without really noticeably avoiding it. It's easier to focus on that, and not on what emotions are stirring after seeing the building this way.]
My inmate and I were interested in exploring alternative treatments for severe lead poisoning. If anyone has any information or suggestions on how to reverse the damage, or thinks their inmate might know something useful, don't hesitate to let us know.
[Infirmary Filter]
I understand that there are medical treatments available, but Zane is uncomfortable with involving the infirmary staff in this matter, and it was difficult enough to convince him to accept any help, let alone pushing him to accept treatment in the infirmary or by one of the doctors on board.
That said, if there's anything you're aware of that might help, [Particularly Mr. Sorcerer, you know who you are.] I'll try to convince him to be more amenable to the idea.
[Spam for the CES]
[Charles goes to the CES almost every day to run. It's helped him feel better, more in control, and it's a better coping mechanism than locking himself in the pub or otherwise curling up in a ball and shutting out the world. Even with the recent changes, he still comes up here often, sometimes alone, because he just needs it.
So the only reason today is different is that when he steps inside and starts jogging away from the door, he stops and stares at the familiar sight of the mansion. It's crumbling and decrepit, with vegetation growing wild and untamed in front of and in between the bricks. The west wall has almost completely disintegrated, and he's not really sure how he feels about it, honestly. This place had never really felt like home when he'd been younger, but he had definitely found himself missing it while he'd been here. Seeing it like this, after not seeing it in so long, is just... something, and for a long moment, he can't bring himself to do anything but stare at it.
Eventually, he'll keep running, keeping his distance from the building without really noticeably avoiding it. It's easier to focus on that, and not on what emotions are stirring after seeing the building this way.]
Warden filter; video.
Warden filter; video.
Warden filter; video.
Warden filter; video.
Warden filter; video.
[If Claire had the sort of ears that could, they'd so perk up right now.] Oh, please tell me you can do that and it's why you're asking. Anyone who's started here either disappears or never got back to me on what all they found.
[Back home, she was a guinea pig once or twice. Doesn't count.]
Warden filter; video.
Warden filter; video.
Warden filter; video. FIELD OF STUDY omg gwen this is why I can't tag early in the morning
private ; video. xD It's okay, we'll pretend.
private ; video. thanks B(
private ; video. <3
Warden filter; video.
Warden filter; video.
[You know, because they were mer!cousins! ... No? ... ]
Yeah, no, huge difference, I know, I was just trying to joke or something lame. Sorry, anyway, I was born with my ability.
Warden filter; video. oh shoot I assumed this was the warden + zane filter... is it?
[ He's too preoccupied to really pay attention to the joke. Very focused. ]
What is your ability?
Warden filter + Zane, retrograded/reneged/whateves
[That she can die she keeps to herself, because not all things are good for sharing.]
Warden filter + Zane
Warden filter + Zane
[She can't get pregnant either, but that doesn't apply to this situation at all.
Cants her head, then switches to private:] Why're you asking about scars?
[private]
What about other wounds? Things that function, but are... wrong. Like if an organ is in the wrong place.
[private]
You won't afterwards, then. Any of them.
[Claire sighs, not out of frustration, but because she's about to list all the things she's endured. It's a matter of recalling; there were a lot of tapes, on top of things the Barge has dealt her way. Both hands run through her hair before they fall onto the desk, where she begins to tick them off.]
All I can tell you is I've survived walking through fire, being radiated, being impaled, being shot, falling from extreme heights, putting my hands in the garbage disposal, being bitten by a vampire, drowning, suffocating, crashing into a wall in a speeding car, being autopsied, consuming a copious amount of alcohol in one sitting and never once getting drunk...I don't know if any of that helps, but the point is, there hasn't been anything that's been a challenge yet. I've not only come back to life numerous times, but I've also brought others back.
[private]
[ It's not because of the scars. It's because there's something very wrong with his heart and where it is, and he has no idea how that will interact with the spike embedded in his chest. ]
[private]
Um. But...won't it kill you if you don't?
[private]
You can't know what this will do to that.
[private]
[private]
This isn't irrational.
[private]
[Trying to kill herself. To the point where she lost count.]
I don't want to push you or anything, but from what it sounds like? I'm your best option.
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