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[hackr]

[ Distressed blonde alert. She's clearly trying to keep it under control, but there's an anxious waver in her voice. ]

Hey! Uh.

So, I was trying to make myself a sandwich because, um, girl's gotta eat if she's gonna be trapped in a science center, you know? [ She clears her throat. ] Just so you know, stay away from the roast beef. (At least I think it's roast beef?)

If anyone can help me out, I've got kind of a skin problem. Don't think this is normal human allergies. Believe me, I was tested when I was little and this never came up.

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[voice]

[wolfofmidgard]

Is it a violent reaction?

[Meja has very little experience with allergies. She saw someone break out who had a peanut allergy, once. But she herself had no allergies as a human, and neither did any of her family. A combination of good genetics and magic, she suspects.

Still, in post-nuclear-apocalypse Norway, there had been worse things to worry about.]

[hackr]

It's not so violent as much as startling and vaguely Wonka-esque, if you ask me.

[ Definitely not like her peanut allergy reactions in the past. ] No swelling of the throat, shortness of breath or anything like that. Just... you know. Skin stuff?

[ Another nervous laugh. ]

[wolfofmidgard]

Wonka-esque?

[Sorry, Felicity. That loses her completely. Though she's halfway acquainted with the books, it's been hundreds of years since she's heard them mentioned.]

If you don't find anyone who can help on a more practical basis, I can heal any skin that's damaged.

[hackr]

Yeah, Charlie and the Choco -- Never mind! Not a necessary reference right now.

[ She blinks. ] You can do any kind of healing for skin? Do you mind if I find you right now?

[wolfofmidgard]

No, no, by all means. I'm in the hydroponics lab at the moment. It's near the library, if you know where that is.

[It'll be a warm day on Niflheimr when Meja isn't willing to help someone, even a newcomer she doesn't know all that well.]

[hackr]

I - uh. Yeah, I definitely stopped by the library before. I'm not even sure if it's damaged-damaged but.

Okay, you know what? I'm gonna go now. Thanks. Thank you so much.

[ Thusly ends a very flustered call from Felicity, who is currently tearing down the hallway trying to hide her face with her hair, keeping a hand by her eyes. ]

[wolfofmidgard]

[When the call ends, Meja goes ahead and opens the door so that she can hear the approach of the young woman. Which is a lot more frantic than she thought she'd be, which is concerning, to say the least. Meja puts down all of her work, as well as her rat, and pokes her head out to wave those approaching footfalls into the lab.

This will work better in natural sunlight, and with a place for Felicity to sit down.

Meja, thankfully, has her armor glamoured to look like casual clothes, and so she isn't an enormous oddity even in the Center. Not by appearance, at least.]

Hei hei! In here.

[hackr]

[ Oh, there's a panic bubbling in her stomach. Felicity is too busy staying aware of the rest of her bodily functions, making sure nothing shuts down or reacts poorly to whatever she just consumed. She's breathless, wishing she had shoes other the pink kitten heels she arrived in several days ago.

She's grateful to see Meja, breathing a sigh of relief. The blue's spread up her neck onto her cheeks, from her fingertips up her arms, disappearing under her clothes and her hair line. ]

H-hi. Hello.

[wolfofmidgard]

[Well, that is new, but Meja doesn't say anything about it. No sense in stirring up any fear about the unknown when Felicity is probably dealing with enough of it already. She gives a friendly smile.]

Please, come in. Does it hurt?

[If it does, she'll be using more energy at once to try and dull that down as she... attempts to purge or heal whatever reaction is going on.]

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[greenisnteasy]

[ Bruce has his glasses on, perched on his nose. ]

You want to swing by my new lab? It's next to the old one. There's not much flubber here. I could take a look?

[hackr]

H-hi, Bruce. [ The blonde looks a little blue at the moment, and that's definitely not his computer screen. ]

You can call me Violet Beauregard, I guess. I can be there in a little bit.

[greenisnteasy]

[ Wow, That is... blue. ]

You're turning violet, Violet? [ The joke is weak too, though. ]

Okay, I'll be here. Do you have any other symptoms aside from... blue?

[hackr]

[ She snorts, covering her mouth and shaking her head. ] I know, I know.

No other symptoms! I'll be there in, like, a minute. Trying not to be seen by anyone.

[ She waves awkwardly before ending the call. ]

[greenisnteasy]

[ What does Bruce have for people turning purple? Probably nothing, but he can at least put her under observation in case things start spiraling out of control.

He's had to make a makeshift treatment area out of the corner of his new lab, the one with no blobs in every other drawer, but he tries to make it look presentable. ]

[hackr]

[ On another day, she'll be able to actually help him reorganize his lab. That's something else she's exceptional at doing - the other being, of course, hacking and anything to do with computers.

Felicity enters with her arms folded, shoulders hunched, pulled up to her ears. Bashfully, she tucks some hair behind her ear and shrugs at him in greeting, very much turning blue. ]

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[knifecollecting]

[She won't really be able to help, but she's got to know what's going on.]

What's going on?

[hackr]

Oh, ah, hi!

Yeah, don't eat the roast beef? I knew weird things happened here, but. Ugh. Yeah, I'm kind of turning... blue. That's it, though.

[knifecollecting]

...Blue? [What in the world-]

Like actually blue? Did it start when you started eating?

[hackr]

I didn't notice it at first, but. [ She clears her throat awkwardly. ]

Well, I got halfway through the sandwich when I finally noticed that the tips of my fingers started changing colors and then I noticed that it was moving up my arms and towards my face...

[knifecollecting]

It started at your fingers? Really? [That's weird.]

Maybe it was something you touched earlier.

[hackr]

W-well, at the moment, actually, it's moving, like all over my body slowly.

It's weird. I don't know what else I could have touched besides this food. No one really warned me about what not to touch or eat...

[knifecollecting]

Like it's spreading or it's moving?