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Julie has a medical emergency. And several other emergencies.
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The unfamiliar agent seems to be spreading out through Leareth's body, exploring, and eating his reserves very enthusiastically; other than that he doesn't notice effects, yet. 

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The Healer watches the infection for a while.

”I need to try to slow it down. I - this might not be pleasant -“

Can she kill some of the infection in his bloodstream?

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She can!

The rest of it panics. It does a hundred different things all at once; some shredding tissue here, some working its way into his bloodstream here, some forming little crystals, some forming little blood clots -

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Leareth gasps in startled pain. :What -:

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”It’s okay, you’re okay, just hold still -“ The Healer is not at all sure that ANYTHING is okay. 

She backs off. Focuses on checking Leareth’s condition with her Sight. 

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One of the blood clots is going to cause problems, and there's a little bit of internal bleeding in a couple of places, and swelling in some more, and his immune system is now full-on panicking about the situation and possibly going to swell his throat closed.

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Leareth is abruptly feeling terrible! He's achy all over, weak and shivery and tired, and foggy too, thinking is suddenly harder which is the scariest part... 

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The Healer spends ten seconds talking herself out of panicking because now is so incredibly not the time, and then she asks Leareth if he can Mindspeak for reinforcements - she doesn't have the range - and then she focuses on calming the immune response enough that that alone doesn't kill Leareth in the next five minutes. 

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Leareth is pretty sure he reasoned through a policy of NOT pouring arbitrary numbers of his people into trying to salvage the unsalvageable, but he's not sure if, like, five more people would count. 

Talking is hard. :Should I Final Strike: he asks the Healer, blearily. :Is it too late: 

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"- What? No! Please just relax. Are you getting help? I don't have it, it's only bloodborne right now - please get a few more other people in here..."

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Leareth is very unsure if this is the right call, but also he's aware that, right now, he's a lot more impaired than she is. 

He passes the message, and then curls up, shivering. 

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Thirty seconds later his team outside Gates in five more people. Three Healers, a mage and a powerful Mindspeaker for comms. 

Elsewhere, a different team is accelerating their plans. 

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There's still not that much of the stuff but it's growing rapidly and moving rapidly, causing a bunch of problems at once.

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It's somehow already nightfall. 

With other Healers to cover for her, Shavri's been able to grab a NAP, and a proper sit-down meal, and then, after checking on Julie again, a longer break to snuggle Randi and feed Jisa in their room. She's in a much better mood. 

Little Jisa is asleep in her crib now, and she's wandering back over across the Palace grounds to the Work Room sickroom. 

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:Shavri?: A familiar Mindtouch. :Did Savil tell you about–: 

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She feels a bit bad for not greeting Van on her return, but to be fair, she was BUSY.

:...She hasn't talked to me, er, I was behind shields most of today. Tell me what?: 

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:There was a Web-alarm. We checked with Farsight... The ship's gone: 

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:What?: 

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:Gods - someone should've told you sooner - is your patient stable enough to talk to us? We need to - we have no idea what happened–: 

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:She's been sleeping, mostly. But - I guess this seems pretty important. Did Savil want to come over?: 

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:She Gated out again to - to try to figure out what happened... I can come talk to her: 

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:Sure. I'm headed there right now: Shavri flashes him a mental image of the location, and then breaks into a jog. 

Is Julie awake right now? 

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Yeah. She woke with muscle aches and now is grinding her teeth and fighting off more nausea.

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Shavri sits down, offers Vanyel a stool, nods to Gemma. 

:Hey. We - er, something's happened. This is Herald Vanyel. He needs to talk to you - are you up for that?: 

She repeats her scan of Julie's body. What's going on in her stomach and gut this time? 

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Vanyel sits down, fidgeting, and nods stiffly to her. 

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