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Devil's Nest, Monday, March 23

Jack was starting to worry about the state of the island. It wasn't just the dark water or dying plants; there was starting to be an odor of sickness rising from the earth itself -- and, increasingly, from many residents. And to top it off, Emma had been out of contact for the last few days. It happened now and again, and she hadn't been quiet hadn't been nearly long enough to truly worry. But talking to her would still put his mind at ease.

He didn't know what to make of it all, but it was enough to put a werewolf on his guard.

He tried to put the concerns out of his mind as he got to work. There were always liquor shelves to reorganize, and paperwork to do.

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Was that Jack's phone ringing? Why yes, yes it was, with a stressed-out New Yorker on the other end. Not the one he wanted to hear from, however.

Jack had been waiting for that sound, and he went for it before the first ring was over.

"Hello, Candy," he said, surprised and a bit disappointed to realize the call didn't come from Emma. "What's going on?"

"What, exactly, am I supposed to do with her?" Candy asked, sounding slightly harried. "I can't take her to the hospital, Jack. If they do a routine blood test she's gonna come back as a positive for you know what and that can't happen. She doesn't get sick. Like, ever. I don't know what to do! What am I supposed to do?"

"Slow down," Jack said, stomach twisting in his gut. "What's going on? Emma's sick? Is it a headache?"

He'd known Emma to get migraines if she pushed her powers too far. Truly sick was something different.

Candy took a deep, shuddering breath, making herself focus. "She called out of work two days last week, and skipped some of her final blow-off classes, and totally told me it was a migraine," she said finally, her voice a little slower and steadier. "Which, that happens, and I make fun of her and mix her a drink and tell her to quit spying on people. Maybe she's nauseated for a day or two or gets a touch of vertigo. No big deal, she has pills for it."

"Jack, it's Friday. I mean, I know you know it's Friday. But. She hasn't been in in a week, and I went and let myself in to her place and I don't know if she knew I was there. She just kept sleeping, and I think she's running a fever. I know you probably have classes today, but could you come up from Baltimore? Please? I know her regular doctor is someone named Hank, and that he knows about her disposition, but I don't know how to contact him and he's not in her phone."

Emma had told Candy a lot about being a mutant, but she had left out certain important bits; like monster-doctors in the sewers, alternate realities, time differences between worlds, the nature of Fandom itself, little things like that.

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"Hank's hard to track down," Jack admitted. "Fuck. I'll be up there as soon as I can. Just stay with her, all right?"

He drew a shuddering breath. "Do you know anyone else who's, er, like Emma? I wonder if it's some kind of -- special plague."

"No. I mean, there's clubs and I can go ask around, but I don't know-know anyone else," she replied miserably. "She's taken me to a few places, so they'll let me past the door, no worries on that end, but I don't want to go until you get here."

Jack bit his lip so he wouldn't swear again. "Probably that's a good idea," he conceded. "We shouldn't leave her alone. I just wanted to know if anyone else is sick."

He sighed, ran a hand through his hair. "Is she talking at all when she's awake?"

"Does waking up enough to throw stuff at my head and telling me to 'go home and let her sleep it off' count?" she asked wryly. "It's Emma. She's sleeping or she's abrasive, take your pick."

"But she was really confused the last time she woke up, and asked for someone named Christian before she fell back asleep. That's when I checked her temperature again and decided I needed to call you."

"That's her brother," Jack said. "He died years ago. She doesn't like talking about it. If she's that confused...."

He grimaced, not wanting to finish the sentence. "Thank you for calling me."

"He who WHAT?" Candy pulled away from the phone (although she didn't bother to cover the receiver, not that that would inhibit werewolf hearing much) long enough to inform a sleeping Emma that she was in so much trouble for hiding shit, again, before coming back to Jack. "I'm gonna go out on a limb and guess this is one of the reasons she comes to my house for Thanksgiving every year. Anyway. She's been pretty lucid when awake other than that, just grumpy."

"But I wasn't gonna just let her lay here in emo or whatever. I just wish I could do something, you know? I don't like standing around doing nothing."

"Her whole family's a horror show, and don't tell her I told you that," Jack said. "And believe me, I'm as frustrated as you are. Maybe more. At least you can see her."

Drink, dance, lounge, bother Tiny.

For Eric if he's there!

I maybe like Saints Row IV a little.

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The whole love scene seems like it should be GIF-able, but no joy. Tumblr needs to get on that.

Oh, Kinzie. <3

♥♥♥♥

Redhead hacker sociopath of my heart.

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*resignedly adds to list of games I can ACTUALLY PLAY NOW because yay working hardware*

It is all goofy violence and superpowers and killing aliens and did I say superpowers? And picking out cool clothes and badass tattoos.

It is an excellent post-BioWare palate cleanser.

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