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"Well, I'm no longer the oldest here, technically," Ivanna chuckled a little, "I get the sickness part, grew up on Siberia with a sick sister…"
"Well, I'm no longer the oldest here, technically," Ivanna chuckled a little, "I get the sickness part, grew up on Siberia with a sick sister…"
"I umm I guess I'm technically the youngest," Ava said smiling nervously. She still spoke in a small voice. Not making eye contact with anyone. "I umm I've never been sick but I heard about it in history books. Sounds really bad."
"Well, at least vaccines are a thing now, would have been really helpful back in the day, poor Katya…" Ivanna shrugged, eyes closed and she looked like she trying to remember something "Honestly, I'm amazed 4 out of the six of us survived…. sort of…"
Noah nodded, "The sage told me that one day sickness would be gone from this world, I'm glad to see he was correct." Noah fiddled with her parasol some more feeling the awkward silence fill the room.
Ava shook her head. “I’d rather get a cold or any other sickness than..” she started but then shook her head. She hugged herself slightly.
(gah I really want to join this but I can't pick a character, fair warning that I might pop in a bit later)
"Sickness…is still is a problem. We're getting closer but we're far from beating disease." Tempest's mood dropped considerably and quite suddenly, the pendant around his neck drained of color.
Ava nodded and looked at the boy. “With your clothes I’d say maybe 90s?” She asked sitting at the edge of her seat. “There where some big ones then.”
"Ah, virus and bacteria, mankind's doom… I guess there's always one on the 20s…"
(gah I really want to join this but I can't pick a character, fair warning that I might pop in a bit later)
(Ok)
Tempest just nodded, suddenly shut in himself
The voice appeared once more "Now, you know each other, tell stories, good or bad, let everything out of your chest."
Ivanna was still annoyed by it's tone, she choose to stay silent and wait until someone else spoke, resting her chin on her hand
Ava looked up again. Bouncing her leg slightly before looking back down at it. She forced the bounce to stop. There was no way she was sharing anything at the moment.
"Don't be ashamed of the bouncing, my child, it is nothing but a natural reaction…" Ivanna spoke once more, "Trust me, I should know a thing or two about people…"
Tempest's cube came back out of his hoodie pocket and his hands started to make little designs in the cube once more "Should…sh-should I go first?" His nerve level caused his form to flicker for a split second, one moment a boy, the next a bipedal mixed breed wolf then back to a boy again.
Ava shook her head slightly. “It’s a bad habit. I‘m usually good at stopping it and…other things. It might get reported if I let it happen,” she half mumbled.
"Go ahead." Ivanna said, leaning back on her chair and actually curious about the boy's story
Ava shook her head slightly. “It’s a bad habit. I‘m usually good at stopping it and…other things. It might get reported if I let it happen,” she half mumbled.
"Oh, I still believe it isn't that bad but to each their own I suppose…"
"Well first off I…well I try to help people where I'm from…sometimes it works but other times it doesn't." He sighed and his hands stop flicking the cube "I met the most important girl in my life two years ago…we loved each other like nothin' else…but…as I said sickness is still a problem…" he took a deep breath and looked at Ivanna "I don't know any of you have felt what we felt…I lived for that girl…" his hands shook just a tiny bit as he clutched the rubix cube
"Loss is… Something we all fear, I did loose my husband decades, one of my sister died of sickness, my friends and child… But I know each case is different…" she sighs, "And I also know that evertone should be allow to experience dread in their own way."
"We didn't catch it early enough…it was brain cancer…" His temper suddenly rose "I shouldn't have been so damn careless! Her aunt had it and her mother had it and yet it somehow snuck up on us…She didn't stop fighting…we had hope after a while but…our science nor magic could cure that sort of advanced stage of cancer…she k-kept fighting e-even when the doctors gave her two months…she hung on for five…sh-she told me that she wouldn't leave m-me…" His words were becoming harder to understand as tears quickly started to sting his eyes "She wasn't living…sh-she was just existing…she wasn't gonna get better and I-I told her th-that…" whatever he was trying to say was becoming impossible to say for he desperately was trying to hold himself together
Ava watched the boy but still didn’t look directly at him. She bit her cheek listening to the boys story. Whatever nervous smile she had before dropped. She focused her eyes on his cube. “I lost my best friend and umm sort of girlfriend. At least I think shes dead..”
"…The last thing I told her is she could let go…that I didn't want her to hurt any longer…I don't know how I even get in the morning anymore…you guys have lost people too…I sound pathetic." His gaze dropped to the floor
'Is not pathetic," Ivanna said, "And she is truly brave, dead or alive, she truly is." She put both feet on the ground and holded her own hands, "I was born in 1814, my parents died of sickness when I was around 14, my youngest brother died as a baby, my sister also died, the people on the village didn't really like meand so did I, I was lucky enough that-" she took a deep breath "-That a friend of the family was a necromancer, as- as crazy as it sounds, I lost my husband in WW2…"
"I'm…I'm so sorry." was all Tempest could manage
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