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[lastandleast]

[A kid with dark, slicked back hair and an unhealthy amount of twitchiness about him sits quietly on a Xanadu park bench in the early afternoon (because everyone loev backdating), alternately smoking and drinking coke. From an oldschool glass bottle, and everything! When he lifts up the bottle and the sleeve of his jean jacket falls down past his right wrist, a dark rash that engulfs his hand up to the second knuckle of each of his fingers becomes visible. When he sets the coke back down and the sleeve covers it up again, rinse and repeat, until he realizes other people can walk by and see it (in which case he will be hiding it in his pocket.)

Until then he's back to smoking and... wait for it, wait for it! Hell yeah, he's bored enough to start blowing smoke rings. Someone distract him, stat!]

[ooc: Hi! Would anyone care to join me for a delicious plate of Open Action Spam? I really need to get Johnny out and establish some more CR, but he's mostly too shy to comment around, so... :( help me, Obi-Wan Kepoly. You're my only hope!

ALSO: He is very, very infected and cursed! cough. but he doesn't really keep up with the network because he reads pretty slow etc, so he doesn't realize he should be quarantining himself yet.]

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comment log; no worries! ♥

[thelastandleast.livejournal.com]

[Johnny looked up real quick, before slouching in his seat. He's always uncomfortable talking to women (and just talking in general), especially real nice looking ones that don't start out their conversations swearing. Non greaser-girls, basically.]

Shoot, I ain't gonna. I already learned my lesson.

comment log; why timezones suck

[holymadonna.livejournal.com]

That's good. There are trash bins around the corner.

[Lilith advised him with a warm kind voice, keeping her gaze from inspecting the hand for the moment.]

comment log; :( and busy rl, too!

[thelastandleast.livejournal.com]

[Johnny's gaze averted and his ears grew hot; he wasn't used to anybody speaking to him so nicely.]

Okay. [He fidgeted with the cigarette between his fingers, before glancing back up hesitantly. She looked way different than anyone he'd ever seen - er, before coming to the City anyway.] Where are you from?

comment log; is he smoking with his right hand? to see the stigma

[holymadonna.livejournal.com]

From India.

[She replies smiling, omitting the "before I traveled to Mars" from polite conversation.]

As an adult I lived somewhere and I was settled in Paris recently.

comment log; he's holding the bottle with his right, but the stigma is peeking out a little by now

[thelastandleast.livejournal.com]

[It's a good thing she does, because Johnny has barely managed to wrap his head around the whole landing on the moon thing in the City, let alone Mars.]

Oh. [He... didn't really know what to say.] Well that's pretty neat.

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[holymadonna.livejournal.com]

And where are you- [Lilith was going to ask as pleasantries, but her smile fades when she spots the small hints of marks of geostigma.]

May I see that?

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[thelastandleast.livejournal.com]

[Johnny glanced down where she had been looking, and flinched when he realized what she had seen. The bottle he was holding jerked with his fingers, and carbonation started to fizz slowly out the of top and down the sides.]

I- I don't think you wanna, it's real gro-- weird.

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[holymadonna.livejournal.com]

I'm a doctor.

[Lilith reassurances him, extending her hand.]

I need to take a look at your hand.

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[thelastandleast.livejournal.com]

[Well Johnny doesn't really like doctors, and after dying in one he really doesn't like hospitals, but the rash on his hand isn't something he can actually ignore, no matter how much he's been trying to. After a real long moment of hesitation, he leaves the soda where it's sitting on the bench and holds up his hand.]

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[holymadonna.livejournal.com]

[She assents her head in gratitude and inspects the rashes. Her eyes widen slightly.]

This is Geostigma.

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[thelastandleast.livejournal.com]

[His fingers twitch and he is obviously uncomfortable with the scrutiny, eyes diverting until she talks.]

I... got no idea what that means.

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[holymadonna.livejournal.com]

A disease from someone else's world. The outbreak happened a few days ago and we know so little, we are working in a cure.

[Her lips tugged downwards]

Until then, if you don't consider the Hospital, I want to ask you to stay home and refrain contact with people. The cases are quarantine, it spreads by direct contact and is... unfortunately terminal.