fandomhigh | Library; Wednesday [ 11/14 ]

There was a pox upon the house of Fandom; a pox, a plague, an epidemic. Nurse's onset abates, noses run. Clearly, the source of it was something viral, and the toes on Adah's good foot curled, her fingers tingled, with the chance to find out something more. Bad enough she couldn't haunt the corners of the makeshift hospital in the town hall, gathering qualitative research from the ~~victims~~ afflicted while visions of petri dishes and a chance to get near a microscope danced in her head...may her left side be stricken as useless as her right should she allow herself to be constricted behind a desk when there was research to be done. A curse upon her, a pox, a plague, an epidemic. But not until she found something out first.

There was a sign on the desk, instructing anyone that truly needed assistance with anything to interrupt her at a station set up for researching, with the threat of awful, terrible things that would put the virus' work to shame if the interruption was deemed unworthy. It was getting books, people. How hard could it be? And hell hath no fury like an obsessive virologist scorned.

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"It might be preferable," Adah suggested stolidly, "if you opened the books and actually did help, I'd say. Just don't expect to open it and suddenly find the solution outlined neatly and clearly."

Rikku laughed, softly. "No, I meant ... I'm gonna help, just not sure how much help my help is. I'm scared I'm gonna flip right past the answer and not know it. You know?"

"Why would it matter?" Adah offered, as she started to turn more of her attention back to her own book rather than the other girl. "You wouldn't know. No one would know."

"It'd mean I failed," Rikku said. "I don't think it'd matter if I knew it or not. Maybe you always know, deep down."

Adah made a small, distasteful sound at that and, flipping another page and darting her eyes pointedly to the top, she commented, "Well. Then you better not flip right past it, then."

Rikku turned back, a joke on her lips, and suddenly was struck by a thought.

"You're right," she said firmly. "Well, then, I won't. We won't. We gotta find it, so we will. And that's all there is to it."

She knew that wasn't what the other girl had meant, but somehow? It was giving her her old confidence back. They would find it. Right? Right. Absolutely.

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