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Dameien had been overhearing this conversation. Death? Killing. Oh no. He wasn't going crazy alone. Ren? Nah, he cared to much for them to have them go through this. He promptly fucked off.

"Yes and no. " He stepped outside the hotel room. "Look, I don't know what this is about but I know the hunters /do/ have a cure. Just...why did you call him of all people? He's not the most stable person to give this to."

2015-07-08 10:53:09

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"Because Dameien said he knew the most on the sub --" They glanced over to find him gone. "......god fucking /dammit/."

2015-07-08 10:56:14

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"What? What happened?!"

2015-07-08 10:57:17

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"He's gone."

2015-07-08 10:58:39

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"/Fuck./ Where did he go? I'll find him. He is my blood brother's devil. I'll find that fucker if it's the last thing I'll do."

2015-07-08 10:59:34

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"DON'T YOU DARE KILL HIM." His blood brother? Spyders. Hm. But still. FUCK THEM. THIS WAS RAGE-INDUCING.

2015-07-08 11:01:12

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"I WON'T KILL HIM BUT I CAN'T BLOODY HELP HIM IF HE KILLS SOMEONE ELSE!" He hung up the phone and tossed it back into the hotel room before rushing out of it.

2015-07-08 11:02:29

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They dropped the phone as well and ran their hands through their thick blonde hair, groaning. What a fucking fantastic day. The crazies were still next door, too. What were they going to do about /them/?

After that little episode was over, Brielle swallowed, recovered her composure, and put the phone back to her ear. On the other end she could hear Khasper freaking out a bit, shouting "What's happening?!" and "DID HE HURT YOU I KNEW IT". She tried to calm him down, but he drowned her out, and with one last "I'M COMING OVER THERE!" he hung up.

2015-07-08 11:05:58

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It had been a couple days since Ivory last saw Zane. Of course, she wasn't really worried about him. Okay, that was a lie. She was slightly worried about him but mostly because she cared about his well being. She was currently in her room, fixing her makeup as Lance was on the phone in the kitchen. When her lipstick was just finally finished being reapplied, Lance stepped into her room. "Zane and Cale are sick. Apparently they caught whatever Terezi has."

She straightened out. "Sick?" She asked, slightly confused. Could vampires even get sick.

"Yes. Sick."

Before Lance could protest or disagree with her, Ivory bolted out the the door. She had to see Zane. She /had/ to see him.

Lance sighed and pulled out his phone, recalling Cale. "You have a suprise heading your way." He immediately commented once he answered.

2015-07-09 04:17:13

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A clearly congested voice responded with "It isn't a good one, is it."

2015-07-09 04:19:34

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"Depends on who is asking. It's a someone, to be specific."

2015-07-09 04:20:09

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"Uugggh. Yeah, it's Cale, and I'm fucking off now. Fresh air's supposed to be good for a stuffy nose or something, I'm just gonna believe that."

2015-07-09 04:21:44

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He chuckled. "Sure. Just don't hit her on the way out."

2015-07-09 04:23:17

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"Don't -- ? Oh, whatever. Seeya when we recover, I guess." He hung up and tossed the phone onto the couch, where Zane was stretched out under a blanket. "Ivory's coming. You two have fun, don't get her sick I guess." "Oh, she is? I am not sure if I am capable of controlling how contagious I am, but..." "Don't sneeze on her. Later." And out the door he went.

2015-07-09 04:28:02

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By the time Ivory arrived at Zane's apartment, Cale had been long gone. She exhaled slowly, brushed some hair out of her face, and knocked on the door. Internally she hoped that wouldn't have to fight Cale to see him. She was too concerned for Zane to do that.

2015-07-09 04:34:48

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He really didn't want to get up. But it wouldn't be very polite to make her let herself in, or worse, leave her standing there, especially if Cale had locked the door on the way out. He wasn't sure if he had. So with a groan he sat up, pushing aside the blanket, and went over to the door, pulling it open. His head was hung and flushed red with fever, and he had shadows under his eyes. The nightmares had been keeping him from sleeping as well as usual, or even as well as a normal human usually requires. ".....hello...."

2015-07-09 04:37:49

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Zane opened the door. Wonderful! Great! The first thing she did was hug him tightly, and then after a couple of seconds later pulled away with a nervous smile. "Sorry, hi." She greeted. "Lance said you were sick, so I thought I'd come by to see how you were doing,"

2015-07-09 04:41:14

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He tensed a little, but more in surprise than anything. "Ah, well, not great...? It is fine..."

2015-07-09 04:44:29

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She looked up at him. Well, she couldn't lie about this one. He did look pretty bad. "Yeah, I can tell. It is cold season, son I'm not surprised. At least colds are over quickly....mind if I come in?" She asked.

2015-07-09 04:46:33

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He shook his head and moved out of the doorway. It made him a little lightheaded.

2015-07-09 04:48:09

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She stepped inside, tugging down the sleeves of her long sleeved shirt as she did. "Sorry if I can't really help much heat wise. Being dead has its affects on you."

2015-07-09 04:51:09

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"...it is fine..." he repeated, returning to the couch and forgetting to close the door entirely. He flopped onto the cushions and crumpled blankets face-first.

2015-07-09 04:53:05

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She closed the door him, of course, because she's not a /completely/ terrible person, and moved over the the living room. "I'll be honest, you look dead tired. Have you not been sleeping well?"

2015-07-09 04:55:46

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"Not really...at all...I keep being woken up by nightmares." He turned his head and rested his cheek on his arms to look at her with exhausted and slightly blank dark eyes.

2015-07-09 05:01:45

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She knelled down onto the floor once more, because the couch was obviously occupied by someone much taller than she was. "That's a shame. I'd suggest staying up, but in your condition that will probably only make you sicker."

2015-07-09 05:03:46