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voice; un: spiderlily
WHO: Ris and whoever would like to take pity offer help!
WHERE: Blue Fish Park and the hospital
WHEN: Morning, February 4
WHAT: Ris has woken up feeling a bit... under the weather.
WARNINGS: Health scares specifically related to eyesight, vaguely-gaslighting-adjacent questioning of sanity
U-um. Is this thing on? ...I think it's working. Ah... hello, everyone!
[The voice coming through the speaker is... cheerful, but in a way that sounds fake. Like it's trying too hard, like the edges are just clipped enough to sound wrong.]
So, um, I... have a bit of a predicament, I guess. I woke up today with... with something weird going on, but Dad's acting like I'm crazy? S-so, um, he wants me to come see him at the hospital so he can check me for a concussion.
[There's a little catch in the way she pauses for breath.]
N-not that I couldn't get an Uber or something! But... um... if anyone's free... if anyone... you know, just happens to be near Blue Fish Park...
Would someone be willing to come with me? I'd really... really appreciate it.
[She pauses again, before ending the transmission with one last thought. This time, there's no attempt to hide her vulnerability; her voice is shaking and small and desperate.]
...I really don't want to be alone right now.
WHERE: Blue Fish Park and the hospital
WHEN: Morning, February 4
WHAT: Ris has woken up feeling a bit... under the weather.
WARNINGS: Health scares specifically related to eyesight, vaguely-gaslighting-adjacent questioning of sanity
U-um. Is this thing on? ...I think it's working. Ah... hello, everyone!
[The voice coming through the speaker is... cheerful, but in a way that sounds fake. Like it's trying too hard, like the edges are just clipped enough to sound wrong.]
So, um, I... have a bit of a predicament, I guess. I woke up today with... with something weird going on, but Dad's acting like I'm crazy? S-so, um, he wants me to come see him at the hospital so he can check me for a concussion.
[There's a little catch in the way she pauses for breath.]
N-not that I couldn't get an Uber or something! But... um... if anyone's free... if anyone... you know, just happens to be near Blue Fish Park...
Would someone be willing to come with me? I'd really... really appreciate it.
[She pauses again, before ending the transmission with one last thought. This time, there's no attempt to hide her vulnerability; her voice is shaking and small and desperate.]
...I really don't want to be alone right now.

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It was less drastic, but my grandfather reacted the same way when my hair changed. I wonder how extensive these changes will be if they continue...
[Would people lose limbs and such next?]
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[Sorry, Naoto, Ris isn't in the mood for musing about the future right now. Too busy freaking out over the present, you see.]
I just want it to go back to how it was. Dad says the cataract's inoperable...
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You did not have it before. Perhaps there is a chance it can be reverted the same way it changed. These things did not start until Zodiac contacted us.
[Though she loathed admitting magic had any part of it, or could be a solution. So she didn't explicitly say that.]
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...Y-yes. Maybe that's a possibility...
I doubt we can ask them directly, though. I spoke with Zelos not long ago - he's been working with them for the past year, and he seems to think they hardly know what's going on.
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Brilliant. [Though the sarcasm probably showed how she felt about it anyway.] That appears to be a pattern. It makes one wonder how they know what they do.
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[...]
...God, if that isn't the worst metaphor to be using right now.