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[punsofiron]

[Cambot hovers around the hallway, coming around the corner a little nervously, drawing back in surprise when he finds Liz sitting in the hall looking...rather dazed. Cambot comes closer and...wait, is she sitting on 90s Kid?!

Yup. Yup, she is. 90s Kid is lying on the floor with an expression of bafflement, completely petrified much like Namine was, and Liz is slumped over on his stomach. She looks at Cambot, completely serious as she runs a hand through her hair.]

Listen up you guys, we've got some serious business. There's a basilisk running amok on the Satellite. I dunno how it got up here or where it's been hiding, but it's deadly. It's a huge snake, and its gaze can kill you.

As Mister Finevoice has demonstrated already. [She side-glances forlornly.]

Listen, just. Whatever you do, if you're in the halls, keep your eyes firmly focused on your own feet. Check around corners with a mirror, do whatever you can not to make direct eye contact. If you're careful and only see it indirectly, well...[she looks down at 90s Kid] It's better than the alternative.

Just. Be careful you guys. Please.

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[punsofiron]

Yeah. And Mak's got a book of potions flying around up in his room, so we can find the one we need.

Assume we can find some ripe mandrake...

[milliondollarpipes]

Hopefully.

[He looks at 90s Kid a moment longer, before moving to...sit?...next to her. Not like his weight's gonna hurt anything.] If nothin' else, it's only a week.

[punsofiron]

Hopefully, anyway...

[milliondollarpipes]

Aw, c'mon. The kid can bounce back from anything. He'll be back up in no time, talkin' about how radical basilisks are like nothin' happened.

[punsofiron]

You think he's even read Harry Potter?

[Yes, Liz. That is exactly what to take from that.]

[milliondollarpipes]

[...yeeeeah, he just gives her a bit of an odd look at that one.]

[punsofiron]

[...yeah, that was a bit of a crude joke for the situation. She sighs and shakes her head.]

I'm sorry, I'm just...

[Just not dealing well with this.]

[milliondollarpipes]

Yeah...I know, kid.

[He reaches out automatically to pat her shoulder, but hesitates and draws back as he remembers himself. Giving her the chills won't help at all.]

[punsofiron]

[Well it'd be better than nothing at all at this rate...but she understands his hesitation. She looks down at the petrified kid]

I guess we'd better get him out of here...

[milliondollarpipes]

Yeah.

[He looks down at the kid for a second. Fat lot of help he's gonna be.] I'll find someone to give you a hand.

[punsofiron]

Thanks...

[milliondollarpipes]

Don't mention it. [It was literally the least he could do.]