003 ♔ backdated to 11/22

[untilmydarknessgoes]

[One minute Damon's minding his own business on the roof as a raven, munching on a bug and the next he's back to normal with only a vague sense of what had happened, spitting and trying to get the flavor of insect out of his mouth. The castle sure does love changing him into things. But even with a bug-enriched diet, he won't complain too much. He finds the journal nearby on the roof with him and cracks it opens to find out just to find mostly bitching and complaining about being sick.]

Well, I can see I missed a lot of pissing and moaning. Did anything important actually happen recently or did you guys really just spend all this time acting like you're on your deathbeds?

[Damon rolls his eyes before he hops down off the roof and back to the ground to get back to his room.]

((ooc: Feel free to bug him over the journal or in person. c:))

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[scinlae]

[ There is a voice she's pleased to hear, she rakes her nails over the page with half wild eyes he cannot see. (she remembers a raven, somewhere in between her screaming and pounding against the box she couldn't escape) ]

Someone brought back a sickness. [ Though judging by the sound of her voice she couldn't care less. ]

[waterproofed]

People getting sick... going insane... It happens.

[untilmydarknessgoes]

Well, that was super considerate of them. Nobody around here heard of hand sanitizer or vitamin C?

[untilmydarknessgoes]

Insane is fun. Whining about being sick, not so much.

[scinlae]

Apparently not, but are you truly surprised?

[waterproofed]

Yeah... They do that a lot. Not the sick part, but definitely the whining part.

[luthored]

[ Oh great, he could cause REAL trouble if he became infected. So she'll be waiting outside his door for him to eventually show up. ]

[untilmydarknessgoes]

Nope. I'm pretty, but not stupid.

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Cute.

[untilmydarknessgoes]

[He pauses a moment in the hallway when he spots her before he approaches, raising a brow.]

Stalking isn't as flattering as the books and movies make it seem, y'know.

[luthored]

[ Yeah hahah and stuff. She wishes she could be amused right now. Sadly, Thanksgiving was a disastuh~ And shit got realzies. ]

You haven't suffered anything like a cold or flu, have you? Not even for a few minutes?

Where have you been?

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[Normally, he would point out that he doesn't get sick, but castle. There may also have been a crack about nursing him back to health in there, but he refrains. She doesn't seem in the mood. Given her freaky temper last time, Damon decides to just answer her questions without being a smartass.]

Okay, you? Need to bring it down a few notches.

I'm fine. Castle thought it'd be cute to turn me into a bird for a little while.

[luthored]

Into a bird?

[ Well, that's...dumb. But hey, maybe it saved his ass. She relaxes a touch. ]

You wouldn't be so cavalier about notches if you'd had to deal with what I have the past few days. Everybody's gone insane.

Just try not to let anyone touch you, okay?

[waterproofed]

Yep, it's the Paradisa way.

[untilmydarknessgoes]

Why? Are you going to get jealous?

[As always, he treats everything with the utmost seriousness.]

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I suppose everyone's opposed to the idea that the more you whine, the more shit that'll happen to you?

[waterproofed]

I guess.

[luthored]

[ She barely reacts to that, just checking her watch and setting some little timer. ]

Mm hmm...

The incubation period is really short, and I know you don't want to ruin your good streak.

[ Oh my god, watch, why won't you cooperate? ~BEEP BEEP~, there we go. ]

Okay. I'll see how you're doing tomorrow.

[scinlae]

And oh how it relieves me to hear that.

[ Tap tap. ]

Where were you all this time?

[untilmydarknessgoes]

I'm in favor of it anyway.

[untilmydarknessgoes]

[Well, he certainly feels ignored. And we all know how well Damon does with being ignored.

He grabs her wrist to have a look at her watch with a frown.]

Yeah sure, we could go with that. Or you could take a time-out to tell me what the hell is going on before I start touching every single damn person in this place.

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Wow, I had no idea I made this strong of an impression on the female half of this miserable population.

I was lurking. The problem with being good is that you have a tendency to do nothing exciting.

[And possibly pooping on the heads of people he didn't like.]

[scinlae]

I have an aversion to mindless drones, no amount of prettiness would be able to save you if joined their ranks.

So no stories to tell? What a shame.

[luthored]

[ Oh Lord, she was seriously just about to stroll off! She doesn't pull her wrist away, although she easily could. She's more surprised than anything, but maybe she shouldn't be.

But a lot has happened since she first pledged to help Damon. ]

Just to make a point? And what point would that be? "I'm 5-years-old"?

[ Now she shakes his hand off. ]

I'm keeping track of the last time I've seen everyone, to see how quickly the incubation period mutates if you do get sick. But I'd like to think you wouldn't be that stupid on purpose.

You need to avoid people who are acting particularly...anything bad, really. Angry, jealous, arrogant... [ A pause, as even she has to clear her throat at the next one. ] ...slutty. It starts out as just a flu, and then people go crazy.

[untilmydarknessgoes]

Well, I don't know. If they're good in bed, I'm willing to put up with a lot.

There's a reason why bird brain is an insult. Trust me, I wasn't up to much.