Litchi Faye-Ling (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
not_meatbuns) wrote2012-06-06 07:24 pm
not_meatbuns) wrote2012-06-06 07:24 pm
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Rebel 3 [Action/Written]
[After weeks of being with the Malnosso and then being under the influence of experiments afterward, Litchi had almost forgotten the sheer strain the Boundary is starting to put on her. But with the experiment over, the Malnosso influence gone, and everything returning to relative normal, it's back. And it hurts.
The coughing has gotten worse. Before, it wasn't nearly so frequent, and even then, there wasn't always blood coming up. Today, there are fits of coughing. Her handkerchief is already flecked with blood by the time she makes it to the plaza clinic in the morning for her shift.
For a while, the feedback quiets down. It dulls from a loud buzz to a muted hum. The coughing stops. The flashes of sight from timelines not her own stop.
But then, as she's walking to one of the examination rooms to replenish some supplies, it hits full-force. She staggers sideways into a wall as the violent coughing seizes her. The buzz of feedback noise rises to a roar. The clinic floor tiles shift and blur into a city street, a sewer, marble, the hallways of Sector Seven. The wave of dizziness grows until she suddenly realizes she's fallen to her knees... her vision is swimming in and out of focus but she thinks she can see blood flecking the floor before her... and just as a whisper of "I'm sorry, Litchi" reaches her brain without going through her ears, everything goes black. She crumples to the floor, completely unconscious, breathing ragged and shallow.]
[Written | 20% Locked away from Taokaka, Noel Vermillion, and Relius Clover]
[It isn't until much later in the evening, after she's been nursed back into the world of the living, that Litchi writes. When she does, her handwriting is shaky but still legible.]
One thing I have noticed in my time here is that, for all our differences, our worlds are all very much the same. Even those things which we seem to think make our own worlds unique seem to exist somewhere with someone else.
I have a question for everyone. And any help at all would be greatly appreciated.
In my world, we have a place we call the Boundary. It's [Pause. A wider space than necessary appears here.] a lot of things, really. But to keep it simple, it's a source of immense power and knowledge. A colleague of mine theorized that it contains the ultimate truth. In any case, normal humans cannot be exposed to its power for long. It breaks down the body and the mind until there isn't anything left.
I've been trying to find a cure for that erosion for many years. Convential, traditional, and even magical medicines can slow it, but can't stop it altogether, let alone reverse it. They treat the symptoms, not the disease.
If anyone has anything like this in their world, or has found a way to stop effects like this, please let me know. I'd forever be in your debt.
[[ooc: Yui will be finding Litchi, then any doctor is free to jump in to help. ♥]]
The coughing has gotten worse. Before, it wasn't nearly so frequent, and even then, there wasn't always blood coming up. Today, there are fits of coughing. Her handkerchief is already flecked with blood by the time she makes it to the plaza clinic in the morning for her shift.
For a while, the feedback quiets down. It dulls from a loud buzz to a muted hum. The coughing stops. The flashes of sight from timelines not her own stop.
But then, as she's walking to one of the examination rooms to replenish some supplies, it hits full-force. She staggers sideways into a wall as the violent coughing seizes her. The buzz of feedback noise rises to a roar. The clinic floor tiles shift and blur into a city street, a sewer, marble, the hallways of Sector Seven. The wave of dizziness grows until she suddenly realizes she's fallen to her knees... her vision is swimming in and out of focus but she thinks she can see blood flecking the floor before her... and just as a whisper of "I'm sorry, Litchi" reaches her brain without going through her ears, everything goes black. She crumples to the floor, completely unconscious, breathing ragged and shallow.]
[Written | 20% Locked away from Taokaka, Noel Vermillion, and Relius Clover]
[It isn't until much later in the evening, after she's been nursed back into the world of the living, that Litchi writes. When she does, her handwriting is shaky but still legible.]
One thing I have noticed in my time here is that, for all our differences, our worlds are all very much the same. Even those things which we seem to think make our own worlds unique seem to exist somewhere with someone else.
I have a question for everyone. And any help at all would be greatly appreciated.
In my world, we have a place we call the Boundary. It's [Pause. A wider space than necessary appears here.] a lot of things, really. But to keep it simple, it's a source of immense power and knowledge. A colleague of mine theorized that it contains the ultimate truth. In any case, normal humans cannot be exposed to its power for long. It breaks down the body and the mind until there isn't anything left.
I've been trying to find a cure for that erosion for many years. Convential, traditional, and even magical medicines can slow it, but can't stop it altogether, let alone reverse it. They treat the symptoms, not the disease.
If anyone has anything like this in their world, or has found a way to stop effects like this, please let me know. I'd forever be in your debt.
[[ooc: Yui will be finding Litchi, then any doctor is free to jump in to help. ♥]]
[Written]
It's a pleasure to meet you, Dr. Banner. To be honest, I'm not the most familiar with any form of radiation, so your input would be very helpful. Is there anything in particular you'd like to know more about?
[Because there's so much she could go on about.]
[Written]
[If it's even explainable that is. But he figures he should find out as much about it as he can.]
[Written | 5% Filter]
[There's a pause, and she's trying really hard to remember how to filter her response further so that only Bruce can see it. The options aren't falling into place quite right, so she settles on just a basic weak filter in hopes that it'll be good enough.]
Even though it's a physical place, it's also a plane of existence where all timelines converge. It's something like the center of all possible universes, if that makes any sense. Everything comes together there, all information, all knowledge.
[Written | 100% Filter]
That's-- [He's not even sure what to say about a place like that. It sounds... pretty amazing. Imagine the possibilities that could come from being able to tap into a place like that and find out an unlimited amount of possibilities. But then again. He's sure this "Boundary" is not good for the observer. Which would explain why the person eventually starts to break down after prolonged exposure.]
You mentioned it breaks down the mind too. Does that mean the person who is exposed to the Boundary eventually becomes mentally unstable?
[Written | 100% Filter]
[There's another long pause. She may as well just admit that it's what's happening to her. Part of her is sure she's told everyone already.]
It's hard to make sense of memories or even what's happening now when you're seeing everything from every other version of yourself.
[Written | 100% Filter]
After a good minute or two he starts to write back,]
I'm going to be honest. I have no idea how I'm going to help you. But I AM going to help you. I'm just not sure about how right now. [...] I'm sorry to ask this but... with your current condition as it is right now, do you think you will be able to keep it under control for a while?
[He's going to need a while to think up something if he's seriously going to attempt this.]
[Written | 100% Filter]
[Maybe, just maybe, he'll be just as much help as Kokonoe would have been. It may be too much to hope for, but still.
The question takes her a little while to answer, though.]
I don't think I have much time left, but Luceti seems to be slowing the effects. It could be a couple months, it could be more. But I'll do my best.
[Written | 100% Filter]
I'm not sure if it'll be enough or not, but I promise I'll do what I can...
The library is full of books from a variety of different worlds. It's not out of the question to believe one of them might have the answer we're looking for.