003: Video: Too much magical shift

[archerbunny]

[The SFC flickers to life once more. It displays Fran, but she's not in her armor. No, she's in her casual clothes. She's also wrapped snugly in blankets, eyes glazed over somewhat and perhaps with a bit of a feverish tint to her skin. She closes her eyes a moment before sinking down into her blanket nest, still holding the SFC.]It would seem that

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[eatingwings]

[ When Alucard speaks, his voice is deep, much deeper than his normal one. It is also laced with a thick Romanian accent. He has become the Man He Once Was, that Magnificent Sovereign of Wallachia: Vlad Dracul III Țepeș. His tone is somber, apologetic. His stern eyes close and his brow furrows beneath his long flowing black hair. ]

Warrioress...

[archerbunny]

[She knows the nickname, though the voice is foreign. She chalks it up to illness fogging her mind. Fran smiles, shaking her head.]

Worry not for me. This I cannot fault you for. Had it been Mjrn, my own sister, or His Majesty Larsa I would have done all within my power to retrieve them. Your ward was taken, yes?

[eatingwings]

Aye. She was snatched from me. By the Savage Nymph. I would have beckoned you to my side, but you are in no position to fight.

Rest. And do not go outside, Warrioress. We shall pass over your door, as Azrael did unto the Israelites during the Plagues.

[archerbunny]

I would have gladly taken up my bow for you. But alas, the mist has left me too ill. I shall rest, as you say. Perhaps when I am less disoriented, I shall help all that I can. I wish you luck in finding her, Alucard. May you find her safe and unharmed.

[eatingwings]

I shall and I will, Warrioress. Be safe and be well. This shall pass.

[archerbunny]

I shall be well soon enough. Worry not for me. You, too, remain safe and in good health.