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Well sleep. Say Silgon.
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DM Swift wrote:
RC glances up from their RC car. "Everybody gone? Okay, I..." And then the warforged plummets from the top of the building. RC taps it with a toe. "You okay?"
Unit lays on the ground, cloak gone, twitching. "N-never be c c-c-c...clean. Kill them all, it's the only way."
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Lorenzo please go get my hammock.
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"Yeah, prob'ly," RC agrees. "Should I get a cleric?"
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Marty skates up beside RC and looks down at the twitching warforged.
"Would he need a cleric?" She asked. "Or a mechanic?" Her eyes lit with inspiration. "I can get Gear! I bet she could fix him."
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Lorenzo nods, heading off to grab the hammock and set it up, then help Maki into it.
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"I'll be fine... Don't...touch me." He sits up. "Why was everyone acting that way?"
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Frances would be helping going over to Unit and offered a hand to help him up. "Looks like everyone got a dose of some mind twisting drug." He said.
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RC shakes their head. "Nah, this guy's clearly got a wood-core. Prob'ly reacts to healing magic." They turn to Unit. "Non-construct people's bodies can react to certain chemicals in ways that cause hallucinations and mood changes an' stuff."