☀ [Audio and then Action!]

[sugaryoptimist]

Scary plants, hm? I wonder what they'll do if you touch them? [The sound of someone walking through the grass.] These flowers are pretty. I've never seen any like 'em before.

[Silence. This can't be good.]

Mm picking one can't hurt...oh! [Who knew roses had thorns? Oh wait. That's pretty common knowledge. Except

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action;

[derped]

[...asjglkeajtels NO THAT'S VANILLE SHE'S LIKE HIS BIG COMFORTING SISTER.

Unfortunately he hasn't the best idea of where she's actually at, since all he could hear was audio and something about flowers and... some sort of not solid surface (grass? dirt? probably grass). It doesn't limit things all that much, and by the time Rion arrives he's out of breath and sort of freaking out.

This does not prevent him from being halfway responsible and looking over her -- no obvious wounds (he doesn't touch the flower; common sense telling him that that might be the cause!), no blocked airways. Is it poison? Poison isn't something he can really cure...]

action;

[sugaryoptimist]

[Vanille can't offer him much help, but the finger she pricked does look quite...red and swollen. That can't be a good sign. Perhaps his theory of poison is correct?

But this is Splendor. A poisoning isn't just a poisoning here, you know. The antidote is probably something amazingly simple. So simple, in fact, that many won't think about it right off the bat.

How would poison be cured in a city of wishes and fairy-tales?]

Re: action;

[derped]

[But he-- hngnhgnhg he can't do anything about poison, can he? Rion thinks for a moment only to realize that he has no idea how to deal with poison other than 'get her to a hospital', which... well, okay, this would be rational except he's sure he needs to do something now.

He's already tried for wishing her to be better, which clearly hasn't worked, as that would be too easy. But this place is like a fairy tale... and she pricked her finger, and fell asleep...

Give him a moment, he's too panicked to process this completely. Even though, well, poison seems more likely, he wants there to be a solution that isn't a hospital. (Splendor is subtly granting one of his most frequent wishes, here, by nudging him away from that solution.)]

action;

[sugaryoptimist]

[While the toxin runs through Vanille's system, she begins to dream. Her dreams are a strange mixture of technicolor fairy-tales and something much darker. It...isn't quite a horror story, but it's close. Maybe she's running a fever? Or maybe her past is catching up to her.

Rion is probably not imagining her whimper. Her dreams have taken a turn for the worse.]