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[It's the middle of a hot summer day when Emil finally returns to town after his fruitless search for Yuri's journal. A part of him knew he wouldn't find it, yet he couldn't not look for it on the almost nonexistent chance that Yuri might somehow have been able to fight the kidnapping droids off. As a result he's more resigned than discouraged right now-- a small blessing, really.

He's also shivering, teeth chattering, his arms wrapped around himself as he stumbles through town, thinking only of trying to get somewhere with lots of blankets and a space heater. He'd only stopped to examine that strange fire in the woods for a few minutes; it hadn't even been that hot, and besides, you can't come down with a cold from being too warm, right?

Maybe he should check in with Doctor McCoy just in case, but House #7 seems so far away and he's feeling so tired...

A few hours later, once he's actually made it to House #7, he'll open the journal and stammer a single short message based on vague memories of a couple of journal entries he saw earlier and the name Cheza gave him.]

H-hey, G-Ginko? I think... I think I f-found one of those mushi you m-mentioned...

[OOC: Feel free to run into him on his trek to the house; any thread with Ginko will be chronologically last for obvious reasons.]

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I c-can't remember... it's hard to think. I'm so c-cold...

Can't remember? [...oh, that's no good.]

You should drink something hot, if you can.

Where did you see this fire? How long were you near it?

[[ooc: ....I made the mistake of nixing it in my original post, but would you like to go for a swallowed Kagabi? /cure more interesting than "get some rest XD ]]

I tried, b-but I almost d-dropped the cup.

In the woods... I'm n-not sure. Not th-that long?

[OOC: Ooh, sure! Emil has such horrible luck plus he's a summon spirit (which is like... a being made up of mana), so he'd probably attract mushi. XD]

[...sigh.

That trembling voice is pathetic. And is pricking at his sympathies a little.]

....where are you?

House s-seven. Do you know wh-where that is...?

Yeah, I do.

[there's the clinking sound of shifting drawers as he hefts his box onto his back]

Try to keep warm until I get there.

Okay, I w-will.

[He certainly doesn't need to be told twice; he's already under a pile of blankets stolen from most of the beds in the house.]

Right. [he closes the journal]

[it's a little short of a fifteen minute walk for the man, be he moves quickly-- and is soon rapping on the door of said house, pack on his back]

[Hello Ginko, have a mound of blankets opening the door for you because he's trying to avoid worrying the other residents of the house too much.]

H-hello... thanks for c-coming so quickly.

[he raises an eyebrow, as he slips off his shoes before stepping inside]

You do look a state.

[he walks inside, slinging off his pack as he goes]

I need you to tell me exactly what you remember, even if it's difficult. [he hasn't forgotten what he said before-- but it's important enough that he prods again]

Edited 2010-06-29 14:59 (UTC)

[Don't mind him sitting down on the nearest chair now.]

I w-was out in the forest when I s-saw this strange floating fire... at f-first I thought it was Eferin, b-but when I got closer to it, it wasn't very w-warm at all. That was r-really strange.

[gravely, coming closer to peer] It was a Kagebi. A false fire-- they feed on human body heat in their adult form.

How close did you get to it?

A c-couple of feet, I think-- wh-why? Unless... n-no, wait, it kept getting closer and c-closer to me until... I don't know wh-what happened to it.

[Trembling, he rubs at his arms in an attempt to warm himself up.]

[Could it be that...?]

I see.

[pause] Could you tell me-- do you feel cold from the outside in, like you're in the snow and can't get warm; or cold from the inside out?

F-from the inside, like I d-drank something really cold and the f-feeling won't go away.

[He swallows.]

... c-can you fix it?

[he nods, sitting to unlatch and open his box] I think I can.

[pause] It seems you might have swallowed one, but as it's a risky cure, I'm only going to give you a small dose at first. [and he pulls out a glass jar from that box, with a living Kagebi inside]

[... hey, that thing looks familiar. But why does he have one of those?]

Th-that's it! That looks j-just like the fire I saw in the f-forest...

[Ginko nods, with an odd smile-- gesturing to the captive flame] That's right-- it is.

I have an idea-- it's a little risky, but necessary. And it's worked before, if I'm judging your case right. Mind if I use your stove?

O-okay...

[He sits up a bit, curious as to just what Ginko has in mind.]

What are you g-going to do with it? I d-don't think it's hot enough to use to heat the s-stove...

No indeed-- [he arranges it so that the Kagabi fire is beneath a small pot of water, rummaging for what he needs] but it can cook food. [he glances at him with a reassuring look] The only thing that can burn this mushi is it's own flame.

S-so... you're going to use it to cook s-something, and then I have to eat th-that and I'll be cured?

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