Die unendliche schreie

[inneedofasmoke]

[In a darkened corridor of the Chalice in the dead of night... the sound of shuffling fills the air... a flick... light. So weak in this engulfing blackness. It was joined by more like itself. Yet there was still not enough light.]

...

[A clatter. A pocket knife bouncing across the plating of the floor. The sound of a hand sliding across the walls.]

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[zeonfunnelcake]

[redfckngcomet]

Char watched as Sayla went to work. He was thrilled to see his sister be the hero, but any of that would have to wait until after she was done. Both he and Haman would have to go through decontamination after this, which meant a scalding hot shower with antiseptic spray, if not some UV exposure. But that wasn't what he was worried about.

As a Newtype, it was easy to sense the fear coming from Haman. It was something he sensed coming from her more and more often, even if she was very good at hiding it. But she knew she couldn't hide it from him, not to mention Kamille and Sayla. He'd have to ask her in what in the hell just happened, later.

The pain he sensed coming from Lugar felt excruciating, for someone with empathy like him. He hadn't felt something like this since... since...

... Solomon.

[2good4thegundam]

[And with that out of the way, Sayla sets to work on bandaging up Luger's hands.]

You really are a handful...

[zeonfunnelcake]

[inneedofasmoke]

[If left alone long enough one would notice the blood begin to blacken and take the consistency of tar... that blood was loaded with more diseases one could ever expect - not that Haman would tell until the shivers and dizzy spells start up. Don't worry though Sayla's treated mild Luger infections before.]

Gott... it isn't like I ever asked for this.

[redfckngcomet]

Char had to stop himself from gasping as he saw just how virulent his blood was. Why wasn't this man kept in 24 hour quarantine? It was... he was a walking bio-hazard!

He was now even more worried about Haman, and he was sure Sayla could sense it.