[VOICE]

[badtouchking]

[The feed starts out muffled but you can catch the sound of a bad sounding cough.]

F-first we were fish and now we're sick. What's next?

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[kissmydamask]

We all die slowly and painfully.

Or we all recover magically and never get sick again, unless I've already jinxed us all, in which case I'm going back to bed.

1/2

[badtouchking]

[What a perfectly casual attitude. He starts to laugh and ends up about hacking his lungs out of his chest instead.]

2/2

[badtouchking]

We don't have anything better to do while we're like this.

[kissmydamask]

[laughs a bit] Says you. I'm not going to wait around to die when there's medicine somewhere around this crazy place.

[badtouchking]

Is there? How convenient, what's the catch this time? Curses? Being birds?

[kissmydamask]

Not quite birds, but I'm willing to bet that there're a few people who've already tripped and flown down the stairs.

[badtouchking]

And landed quite painfully if they weren't careful.

[kissmydamask]

Yeah... Turns out that hanging onto the railing isn't all that effective when people are in the way.

[badtouchking]

Or attempting to step over them when you're not quite sure where to place your foot anyways.

[kissmydamask]

You too, huh?

[badtouchking]

Yes, at first I thought he was dead.

[kissmydamask]

Guy in yellow, napping on the stairs?

[badtouchking]

Yes, him. Too delirious to even insult me properly for tripping over him.