This post has the following content warnings:
- well, she was sitting at her house in the stupid demiplane that Diamond Queen Elizabeth had a bunch of people stuck in, doodling things in her notebook, but now she's somewhere else. They're on the outskirts of a town, near a pedestal with a pendant on it. There's tape around it, but no glass.
She's so tired of this stuff.
He tries to get out of bed, fails.
"If I'm still ill tomorrow I will require assistance in contacting a doctor."
Well, it's a temporary solution, anyway.
She fills the house with food, stops by his work to tell them that her husband is too ill to come in today, and then heads off to her work.
At the end of the day she comes home and checks on him.
(Terrible person! Terrible person!)
She goes to ask the landlord where the doctor is. He gives her an address, and she goes to it and explains that her husband is ill.
They send two people back with her. The doctor examines him and asks him when he started feeling ill.
They don't recognize the illness. She thinks this is unusual but it's kind of hard to tell.
They instruct him to drink lots of fluids and get lots of rest and wait for a specialist to come in the morning.
And he eats a little bit and then sleeps. Whimpers miserably in his sleep.
She casts lesser restoration on him. It won't cure him but it should undo some of the damage.
This is not really sustainable for very much longer but she doesn't really know what else to do.
She prays and then sleeps on the couch. In the morning she makes more food.
She turns around and does not succeed at looking vacantly content at all.
He still looks terrible but he's on his feet and blinking blearily at her out of one eye. He keeps looking at the food, then back at her.
"You're not of the Body," he says hoarsely.
He takes a step back and leans against the wall. "You're not of the Body," he repeats.
"Landru!" he says weakly.
There are voices outside. Someone knocks on the door.
View Flat HTML
View Metadata
Search Post
