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I can't believe I have to make a public announcement like this, but clearly some of you need to hear it! For those of you who have been living under a rock, there's a flu going around - a magical flu, of all things, really. Yet those who have caught it are insisting on broadcasting it, going out and about in public, making themselves and all those around them sicker! It's a wonder a great many of you have survived to live this long, considering how foolish you've acted.

So it comes to me to take care of things, as always. First off, if you suffer from these symptoms, you have the flu -
  • A fever, possibly coming with chills
  • Constant coughing
  • Sore throat
  • Runny or stuffy nose
  • Muscle or body aches
  • Headaches
  • Fatigue
  • And, again, as this is a magic flu, spontaneous magical shenanigans.
Second, since it's become clear some of you can't take care of yourselves, I'm taking it upon myself to visit those who are ill to tend to them!

[ To wit, she moves to put on her Magic Mask - a face mask that really only prevents inhaling magic dusts, but it should still do the job. It's plain until she puts it on, whereupon it's decorated in fancy frills. She then puts up a wicker basket, full of food and a few medical supplies - fresh small towels, tissue boxes, hot water bottles, etc. ]

And before you penny pinchers begin to whine, no, I'm not asking for anything in return, save for your cooperation and to behave like adults! And for those of you who are too stubborn to ask for help... don't think I won't find you. I have my ways.

[ Because the best way to distract oneself from the misery that comes with your friend from your home world vanishing is to throw yourself into everybody's business! She's Fine.]
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[ Cloud, for the most part, kept a low profile when it came to the happenings of this world. That didn't mean he never checked his device, checking in on the network and taking up quests here and there. But posting online himself? Not since his time spent in another world that he had a business to run did he really put enough effort into putting himself out there.

So. What's the otherwise reserved Cloud doing out here? ]


Hey...

[ ... why does his voice sound a bit nasally? An audible sniffle follows. ]

I'm just— [ His breath clips before his voice sounds like it's growing fainter from the microphone. ] S'cuse me...aahhh- aaaah...

[ ... ]

A-CHOO—!

[ THUNDER BOOM. The sound of something glasslike/porcelain breaking accompanies it. ]

Shit!

[ There's some scrambling, putting down his device, picking it back up, a cough before he hits the mute button. After a couple awkward moments of silence, the mic's back on and the stuffed-up blond asks calmly, ]

Anyone know a good magic doctor? [ A beat. ] ...and where to buy sinks? Thanks.

[ When the Magical Flu hits an elemental caster, no bathroom sink is safe apparently. ]
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