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Julie has a medical emergency. And several other emergencies.
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:Where is it?: 

She mentally imagines a map of Valdemar, tries to push across the concept that they used to be there and now they're here, and the ship was left there but now it's ???? and they want to know where it went. 

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Elsewhere, very far north, a couple of wards go off. The people on duty watching them are completely unable to figure out what the alarm means or corresponds to. 

Normally they would consult Leareth on something like this, but when the usual communication channel is used, it turns out that, apparently, Leareth is unavailable right now. 

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This is because Leareth is currently semiconscious on a mattress on the floor in an underground bunker. It's hard to breathe and everything hurts and he's starting to have trouble tracking where he is. 

Approximately every thirty seconds he keeps trying to ask the Healers whether it's bad enough that he should just Final Strike now. 

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At the same time as the wards are going off, everyone watching the infection in Leareth's body sees it do...something...there's a sudden change in its energy signature and it yoinks some more of Leareth's reserves but they can't really tell where it's going... 

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Eventually someone else is Gated in, and sits at Leareth's bedside. Mattress-side. Whatever. 

:Leareth. Are you still with us?: 

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:Mmm?: He tries to turn his head and look at her, but his vision is kind of blurry. 

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:We are hoping to have more help here soon: She doesn't need to go over the details with him right now. :Just hang on. Please do not Final Strike yet. Let me worry about that - if I think you ought to then I will say so: 

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:Oh: 

He closes his eyes. 

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Nayoki sits in silence for a minute. 

...And then, just out of curiosity, turns her Mindhealing Sight on, not just him, but - whatever it is that's growing in him, that seems purposeful and maybe even intelligent... 

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There is, in fact, something there. Nayoki's metaphor is producing - something fungal with spores? 

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What. 

 

 

 

After a long moment, she tries Thoughtsensing as well. Is there any content there to be read? 

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Bizarre uninterpretable strands of thought and a faint echo of - a woman riding up a road, asking a question urgently - this way or that way? 

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What. 

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Shavri isn't sure what's failing to work about her question and so she keeps trying different ways of asking it. 

She pictures the road. Pushes across memories of times she rode north or east or south. (She's never been west and doesn't actually know what the road looks like but she can try to push across the sense that this is a direction too.) 

She pictures the ship again. 

:Where. Which way: 

She waits. 

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Gaaaaaaaaaaaaah she is so frustrated. 

:Nevermind: 

She turns back to Vanyel. "I - think maybe the Proto took the ship. It seems to know that the rest of it is somewhere else - maybe, it's really hard to understand... But if this part of it can talk to the part on the ship..." 

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Probably this should be terrifying but, in fact, Vanyel is mostly relieved at the possibility of a non-Leareth explanation. 

"Oh," he says quietly. 

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"- No, but I'm still confused." Shavri is half talking to herself now. "It doesn't make sense... Oh, er, it understands math. By the way." 

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"Huh." Vanyel drags a hand over his face. "I - gods - is it going to take over the world." 

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This doesn't seem like a question Shavri can answer right now. 

She goes back to eavesdropping on the Proto's cryptic inhuman thoughts, in hopes that this might eventually be more informative than asking it questions that it clearly doesn't get the point of. 

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Nooope this is not helpful. 

She checks on the state of Julie's digestive system again. 

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More or less the same.

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Sigh. It's going to be such a long night. 

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