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[hardedged]

[ jessica jones needs a goddamn drink.

she's read over the network, reviewing each and every post in a desperate frenzy to uncover the truth. this plague — it's hit her hard, not physically but emotionally. the infection has spread to someone close to her, and she has no idea what to do.

she hates feeling so ... helpless. ]

i need answers. this epidemic. it's more than just some flu. it's knocking people out. putting them in a goddamn coma.

nothing is working. not water or food or medicine. i don't give a damn if this involves science or magic bullshit. just tell me. how the hell do we wake them up?

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[tevinteraltus]

[That's fine, Jessica. He's not a bad dude. Really. He thinks a lot about his mind as well as his appearance, but he cares an awful lot, actually.

It's why he hasn't just thrown up his hands in disgust and walked away, actually. People need him. He's a mage. He's morally obligated to lend a hand, regardless of the...thugs he needs to associate with.]

...that was uncalled for, but given what I assume are friends of yours are in danger, I'll allow it.
Where am I to head?

[hardedged]

i don't have friends. [ if that wasn't already obvious by now. ] my place. hurry up.

[ she attaches her address. ]

[tevinteraltus]

Truly a revelation.

[Dorian, be nice.

...Billy Kaplan prepared him for this day. He's going to paraphrase, because 'wizard' isn't precisely what he is.]

A mage is neither early nor late. He always arrives precisely when he means to.
That was a joke. Do try to lighten up. They say such tension can cause an imbalance of humors.