A friend of my sister is a friend of mine. That's a thing right? - Nicholas

Date: Present time, Winter, Mid-february
Time: Midday on its way to evening. Around 16-17.
Place: Nicholas' residence
Surroundings: N/A (we already know)
Weather: Raining with a slight thunder here and there
Outfit: Described in the topic.
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It was midday and he had no patients today, unless someone came in with an emergency. All things considering there was less of those lately, could be a million reasons why but it didn't matter, there was no shortage of people in a need of a doctor in this district. But not today, today he was free, which meant  he had more time for his studies. After meeting Lucile, the only soul out there that could make him feel happy, he paused his previous studies and worked overtime on demons. He had some books from before, but he had been gathering more, any that he could. Even spreading word that he was looking for people with a good insight on them, maybe finding others that was studying them. He wanted to know more about Lucile, more on the type she was, anything that would help him understand her more. Aside from that there was also the Lucy situation. Finding a way to undo that would be hard. So far he had not found anything about two souls living in one body, but that was expected, it was after all Ramsey's work, which meant that it had to be private notes. He still had hopes that someone else had done the same, leaving notes behind to how it worked. In the time he had studied demons so far, he had learned a few things, one being that Lucile was a Blood demon and Moon was either a Soul demon or a Shadow demon, not enough information to go on. Every time he started studying on demons he thought of Lucile, it had been a while since he saw her last now and he was getting worried. He knew she could handle herself, but still, it had been a while, and he really missed her, his heart was aching for her. But he couldn't do anything but wait, trying to solve the puzzle in the meantime. There were several books on the table, including paper, sketches and a notebook, where he wrote down details that could prove useful for the transfer. His attire was the same as always, he never thought about style since his youth, whatever he wore would get bloodstained at some point either way so it didn't matter what he wore.

In his latest research he concluded that the transfer would be solely via some kind of mind ability or a combination abilities. Unless you would have to do something with a body first, which he did not see any point to why that would be. But he didn't leave anything out until it was for certain. Reading on different abilities of the mind kind, he heard someone outside his door, opening it. He wasn't expecting anyone, he got excited as he thought it might be Lucile coming back, putting the book back on the table as a smile started showing. But as soon as Moon walked in he recognized her hair the second he saw it. His smile quickly disappeared as his blood got hot, he stood up in an instant, throwing the chair back against the bookshelf at the force from getting up. "YOU" he quickly got around the table walking at a quick pace towards her, looking like he was going to war the way he moved, pointing at her "You have some explaining to do, lets start with why the fuck you left your sister to bleed out in the ally?" he said furiously over her sentence, completely ignoring what she had said. His breathing was heavier as he glared at her, waiting for whatever excuse she would come up with. His anger towards her clouded some of his thoughts but not completely, why was she here? and why now? He felt he had no patience towards her. He didn't know much about her but he knew enough to skip the friendly chit chat.

He was noticing lately that he had become quite protective of Lucile, he was always protective of his patients, that came with the job. But Lucile wasn't a patient, and its was more than just protective, it was almost like he was being aggressive towards possible threats to her. He felt this as she spoke, calming down and relieving an exhale. He didn't even know Moon, and yet he was this angry at her. She was right, there was nothing she could do, not really. But that wasn't why he reacted, back there, in the alley, she seemed so cold, like she had absolutely no concern for Lucile's safety. "You're right.." He paid no attention to her second sentence, it was either an excuse or an attempt to be friendly. Either way, even if it had been a long time since he had seen Lucile, he didn't forget what she said. "The flayer of Doomsville, my sister’s ally." It was stuck in the back of his head, it would be hard gaining his trust, if possible at all. The longer he looked at her, the more there was something off about her, sorrow maybe, hard to tell just yet. As she walked past him he remained still, looking straight ahead, thinking, trying to figure out why she was here. When she asked about his studies he turned around, thinking she wouldn't care about helping Lucile so he didn't say anything about it. "Yeah, getting closer to a solution, but still a while to go." Finishing the rest of the sentence in his head "Not that you would care" He noticed his spitefulness, but he couldn't help it, not when it was about Lucile. He could finally see her face clearly, and then he saw it, her eyes, there was nothing there, like she was lacking a soul, or emotions. He took note of it as his look turned into a stare, trying to figure her out as she talked to him. "Actually it was Lucy, but yeah.. she did." He had no intention of telling her what though, not yet anyway.

As she dropped her backpack on the table, he walked closer to her, curious to what she had with her, which also spiked his curiosity about why she was here, what was her play? A clean slate, something for him? Nah, he didn't believe that, she wanted something from him. What she said only made him more cautious of her. "Uh huh.." he wanted to say more but he waited to see what she had in the bag first, not making any false assumptions. And there it was, she didn't want to give him anything, nor help. She wanted something done for her, "Simple tasks.." A grin showed on his face as he shook his head, disappointing. "I wouldn’t force you to do anything." Of course not, it's not like she wasn't going to give him something he couldn't refuse, making him do something for her. This was not the first time someone made a deal like this to him. She picked up the book and held it up for him, his expression went from disappointment to dead. He didn't need any introduction to what book it was, as soon as he saw the title, "LUCILE" he knew what she was holding. It would be the missing information to the transfer. As he was about to grab hold of it and look, he stopped himself, he knew it wasn't that easy. "Simple tasks, remember" He got a hold of himself again and look at her with passive aggressive face. "She was right wasn't she?.. You really are a friend of Ramsey, oh wait, let me guess, an ally, not friend... like that matters. Doesn't make you any less responsible.. Do you know how many people suffered because of him? How many that have died here, in this house? What am i even saying, of course you do. You just don't care right? Not your problem, you don't know them so why would you care.. Am i right?" He knew he was way out of line, but it felt good letting it out, he wasn't sorry for it. "Actually never mind, i don't really care about whatever excuses you tell yourself, just tell me what i have to do to get the book" He sat down on one of the chairs, ready for whatever tasks she had for him. This was not an ordinary book for his studies, this could be the final piece of the puzzle to to help Lucile and Lucy. He would go to great lengths getting that information, even breaking his oath if he had to, after all, this was about Lucile, there was no priorities above her..

Just as he finished his angry speech towards her, she gets up to him and smacks him across the face hard enough to leave a mark, turning his head all the way to the side. As bad as it seemed, it was a good thing, and something he had coming. It snapped him out of his misplaced anger. What had he done.. in all the years, anger never consumed him as much as it had now. He didn't even know her, yet he lashed out at her because there was a chance she was an ally of Ramsey. But it seemed deeper than that. After he saw Lucile break down back then, it was like he was on a warpath, showing no mercy for anything that might get to her. But after Moon slapped him he realized what he had done. He can barely look her in the eyes as she continued to yell at him, he saw how angry she was, she was even shaking from it. But it was all understandable, what he accused her of was horrible, and she was right, he didn't know anything about it, he let his emotions get the better of him. She looked away but he kept looking at her as she continued to talk. She was a victim as well.. "What the hell is wrong with me, how could i have been this wrong..." She wasn't as cold as he thought, as a matter of fact she was quite the opposite of what he thought of her. He saw it now, if she didn't care about Lucile, then why was she at the ally? why would she give her the food? and why was she here, to give him the book that would solve his problems. But he was an idiot, he let anger take control, and saw the worst case scenario in everything. He could feel the guilt so bad he had trouble swallowing.

He was in a coma state, he didn't even see the book she threw at him before it hit him, he didn't even care about the book at this moment, he had to make it right again, undo his wrongdoings. As she walked past him he got up and grabs her by the wrist carefully "Moon wait" He feels the shame creeping up his back. "I'm sorry.. i had no idea, there is no excuse for what i said and you have every reason to hate me. I don't deserve your forgiveness but please let me make it up to you, let me make it right." He could never hope for her forgiveness, he didn't want it because he wasn't worthy of it. "Stay. please.." He could see the hate from him radiate from her, every bit of it was justified. He had to make things right, the anger blocked his sight, she was a person, like everyone else. And he just hit her with the worst he could and for what? he couldn't even think of a reason for it, because there was none, anger never had a reason. He wanted to get to know her, not because he felt bad for what he did, nor because she was Lucile's sister. But because she seemed like a genuine good person. He hoped in time he could make up for what he did, but he knew that could take a long time, and he was prepared for it, even if she would hate him forever, at least he could help her as much he was able. He looked at her with shame written all over his eyes, the first time they meet and he shows her his worst side, great start...

Whatever she had in mind, he would be happy to help her now that he could see clearly. As she turned around he noticed she seemed cheerful, maybe she understood then, or maybe she was faking it on behalf of him. Either way it was good to see her smile again. "Heading out?" With his tools? Was someone wounded or ill? He didn't hesitate a second before gathering his tools and some morphine just in case. He hid the book among his other books in the shelf, then grabbed his coat on the way out and met Moon outside, locking the door. "Lead the way" He followed her lead, walking beside her as they headed to wherever she was taking him. She seemed to know what she was talking about, he had no idea about her age, but she had to have been here for a long time the way she spoke, but he disagreed with what she said. She was not entirely wrong in his opinion, but it was not how he saw things. After all, he grew up in a poor family, him and his brother resorted to pick pocketing to survive, yet when he discovered what he was meant for, poverty didn't stop him from becoming a successful doctor. Until he then fucked it up later.. "I believe you make your own luck in life, good things don't come to you if you just sit and wait" She changed subject into something he actually knew the answer to. "Yes, without a doubt, it's what I've been working on since i met her, and the book you gave me might be the solution to our problem. I'm sure Lucy was her own person before they were fused together, but i don't have any proof of that, even she doesn't believe it."

Just as he finished she stopped him with her hand, looking into an alley. "Why'd we stop?" But she just started walking down the alley, so he followed her. As they got close enough they saw a Demon feasting on someone. He suddenly had a flashback to when this almost happened to him. He tried to see if the person was alive but it was hard to tell, she was barely moving, if she was at all. Before he could say anything to Moon he noticed a glowing tentacle like thing formed from her back which shocked him, taking a step back from her. He had never seen nor heard of an ability like that, it was beautiful yet horrifying at the same time. He saw the way the demon looked at him, he knew what she was thinking but he stood his ground, even as she ran for him he had full confidence in Moon, and it paid off. Moon incapacitated the demon without a fight. This was one of the tasks? Where they just going around the district looking for people to help? That was something he planned on doing when he was new here, because he knew people were dying all across the district everyday. The reason he didn't was because if he was confronted with someone like this demon he wouldn't be able to do anything. Lacking both strength and technique, besides he wouldn't kill anyone.

Just before he ran for the victim he told Moon "Don't kill her, I know what she has done, but she doesn't deserve to die" with a voice that almost sounded like he was pleading for her life. All life mattered to him, whoever they were, whatever they had done. But he had no time discussing it right now, he ran for the victim behind the demon and crouched down. "Hello, hey, stay with me alright?, i will help you, just try to stay awake for me" he said as he check her over for wounds. They were lucky, seemed no arteries were damages, the young girl had lacerations across her face and a chunk missing from her shoulder area, some deeper cuts on her arm and a broken finger, no doubt from trying to fight back. He gently lifted her up and put her against the wall, noticing a blood pool where she had laid, the blood loss was in the danger zone. He opened his bag, getting some disinfectant and bandages, looked her in the eyes as he said "You're going to be alright, don't worry, you are safe now, this will hurt but try to stay awake" he dunked some bandages in the disinfectant and started cleaning the shoulder wound, it was to wide to stitch, it had to be healed from the inside, meaning it would leave a big scar. After cleaning the shoulder he wrapped it in bandages without tightening it. next was the cuts on her arm, they were deep, but miraculously nothing was hit, after some quick cleaning, he grabbed his sewing kit from the bag and started stitching up the wounds. After wrapping the arm in bandages he looked at the finger, it was snapped out of place, but not completely off. he looked around the surroundings for a few seconds, picking up a small stick, breaking it in half and cleaning it with some water from the bag. he grabbed a hold of her finger and looked her in the face "Big breathes alright?" When he saw that she did what he said, he snapped the finger back in place, and the girl let out a loud and painful scream. "It's alright, the worst is over now" he put the stick parts on each side of her finger, wrapping it in bandages so she couldn't use it. The lacerations on her face weren't deep or wide, so he only cleaned the cuts with water and bandages. She had some minor bruises and smaller scrapes but she was alright. "Alright I'm done, she will be fine. What now, where do we take her?" He looked at Moon for guidance on what happened next.

He paid no attention to what Moon did with the demon, she agreed not to kill her, which he appreciated, but he had full focus on the patient. and when he was done and Moon came over, she told him to bring her to "her people?" whatever that meant. He gently picks her up and carries her in his arms, another flashback to Lucile. But he shook it off as they had to go, when they past the demon he crouched down next to her, checking if she was in a critical condition but she wasn't, besides Moon probably wouldn't let him help her either way. "I'll follow your lead" he said walking next to her again to wherever they were headed. Thinking back on it she must have the same feelings as Lucile when it came to feeding, not being comfortable with feasting on people, so they try to get the ones that was deserving of it. He couldn't even imagine how he would live if someday he woke up, needing flesh to survive.

He gave a slight chuckle at what she said about fights back in the day. "Hah, yea you might be right, i usually only see the aftermath of the fights so i couldn't tell, i had my share of fighting back in the days of the war, but that's not really the same is it?" For once he remembered the good times back then, the team he was paired up with at the field hospital, the comradery they had. He smiled as he looked at Moon when she spoke how she used to be before, his face became more serious. He knew she was a good person, that wasn't hard to see, being a demon she must have had live his lifetime several times over, so he could understand how it had to affect her. He just hoped he could keep his oath to his demise, but as long as people like Ramsey existed, it became harder to think that he would. As he heard her story he became quite curious to what she had been through, but he was a bit afraid of asking about it, could be sore topic to tread on, so he went about it carefully. He took note of it and would ask her at a better time.

Shorty after they stopped at another alleyway. "What is this place?" as he saw her started walking down the alley. Reminded him of an underground operation for some reason, but that couldn't be it, that wouldn't make much sense here. He looked at the people there, trying to figure this place out, they all seemed to know her. So this was her people? "What are we doing here?" After a short walk she was greeted by a big guy with a scar. He could instantly tell that was a demon, for once a demon that was just like the book described them. He seemed friendly enough, and the way he talked to her, he was probably a friend, so there was no reason to worry about him. "Good evening Mr. Langdon" How did he know Lucile? It was probably rude to interrupt their reunion but he couldn't help but to ask "Lucile? do you know her? has she been here?" he asked with a slight desperate voice, trying to hide it. Almost forgetting why he was here in the first place. He started looking around the place seeing if he saw anything or anyone familiar.

It was clear there was disease here, the coughing, their ill looks. Was this why they were here? It wasn't uncommon for people to have diseases in this district, but there were so many in this one place, like a small epidemic. From the reply it was clear that he had been to obvious about Lucile. "Yeah sorry, i owe her something is all, and yes she did, thank you for that, it really helped." He knew no one would believe his poor excuse, but he said it none the less. He was curious to what the package was made of but figured it was best to not know. Even Moon told him to get a hold of himself. Was he really that obvious? He looks at her with an awkward smile "Ah, right.." looking away immediately. He walked further in as they came and took the wounded girl away, but informing them what wounds she had and what he had done in case they would need it. When done he looks around, seeing ill people everywhere, this was a serious problem wasn't it. As he looks he notices an old lady staring at him and Moon trying to talk to her. By looking at the lady he didn't see anything familiar about her which made him more curious to why she stared at him. But he couldn't think of anything that would make sense, either way, she walked away so it didn't matter. Looking at Moon with a confused look hoping she would know what was up, but instead said something that made him chuckle for a bit and smile. Before he could say anything he felt something dragging his sleeve, and as he looks down his smile gets wider. He crouches down to the little girl. "Hey there little one, you're pretty strong for your age you know that?" It was good seeing children again, they were all sick  but still. He never got tired of the little devils. When she started coughing he pulled out a rag from his vest under the coat and handed it to her. "Here, take this." Still smiling at the little girl holding her shoulder gently "I'm sure this will pass in not too long, don't you worry" Trying to encourage the girl a bit. Dying? This was serious indeed, he ran through several known diseases in his mind trying to think of what caused this. But he had to know more about it first.

"It's alright, I've been around my share of diseases before." Why didn't she cover up? Demons could be infected as well couldn't they? He followed her to a something that looked like a mass tent, maybe he could get some answers in there, a doctor to talk to and see what was known so far. Before going in he took one extra look at the little girl, giving off a sad look, hoping she would be alright. As she lifted up the covers a smell hit him in the face like a brick. He smell he was familiar with, this was an equivalent of a quarantine area, the people here were dying or dead. He covered his lower face with his sleeve as he was about to stop Moon. But before he could she said she couldn't be infected. Which didn't make any sense, unless she wasn't a demon. She was Lucile's sister wasn't she? Then what was she? He took her word for it, there was a lot he wanted to ask her about but this wasn't the time for that conversation. He started walked among the ill, looking at what the disease had done to them, but it could be a million things, unless he knew more about it it was like shooting in the dark, several diseases had the same symptoms, so any information would be useful. After looking around he turned back at Moon "Where's the doctor? The person taking care of the people here." Then he had a thought, the guy at the entrance was clearly a demon, she grew up here, with these people, and she had lived a long life, was everyone here a demon, could the old woman be staring at him because he was the only human there? "Wait, is everyone here a demon? or at least those infected?" He had an idea of what the disease could be, and if it was what he thought, then there was a cure for it. Getting a hand on it would be hard though. But he waited for the answer before he continued that train of thoughts.

A family? he looked at the ground as they walked. "I have, I tried, Didn't work out." he said quickly then looked at her. "Besides, if i tried again, who would take my place? No, i can't be that selfish.." His thoughts went to Lucile again, but this wasn't the time, not now. He had to focus on the task at hand. This had to affect Moon, it really seemed like it did, a lot. It affected him, but not as much anymore, he had learned to deal with this through experience, this was far from his first time dealing with this. He had been apart of epidemics, wars, gang wars. He had seen more death than he could count. But despite of all that, children always got to him, he could turn off his emotions all he wanted and switch on the doctor, but when he saw children dying.. there was no going around that. She showed him the doctor in charge, dead, on a table. He looks down on the ground as he drags his hand across his face. "Amateur.. goddammit" This would make it harder, he had to talk to the infected themselves now, study them. At least he knew the bacteria had attacked their lungs, explaining the bloody coughs, that helped narrow down the diseases. He saw how angry she was as she pushed off the body. This place had a great impact on her, and why wouldn't it? there was dying and dead children everywhere. "Maybe you should get some air Moon? I'll be out shortly" He looked at her with a reassuring expression as she walked out. He had to know the answer to the question but doing some investigating would help either way.

He reached into the bag and pulled up a medical mask in case the disease was airborne. He turn around and stared at the pile of dead children. How could they treat them like that, like garbage.. He walked over to the pile, looking at what seemed to be the most recent one, trying to figure out what killed him. It would be hard to determine the cause without an autopsy, but he hoped he could avoid that. All of them were skin and bones, cause of death would be malnutrition, organ failure, sepsis. The bacteria seemed to eat them from the inside. He got up and walked around, looking for someone that only recently had been put in here. He sees a child looking at him with scared eyes, so he approaches him, crouches down and holds his hand as he talks to him with a smile. "Hello little man, hang in there alright, we will figure this out in no time." He clenches his teeth as he swallows, it was hard keeping the smile up when looking at the pain the kid was in. But he had to know, he had a short chat with the child, what he was experiencing, what he had been through. And after thanking him he stood up and walked towards the entrance to the tent. He had narrowed it down to two suspects. It was either one that he had encountered before or the Demon sickness. It would make sense if it was the one from before seeing as the corpses were children, because the immune system was not fully developed, which meant the bacteria could run freely. But he couldn't assume anything before he knew. giving the wrong treatment could be fatal. so he had to be sure.

When he walks outside he drags the mask down so it was hanging around his neck, he sees Moon sitting to the left, up against the tent. Looking at her with a sad expression, it was one thing that he had to deal with stuff like this, but that was in his job description, he signed up for this. But it made him sad that she had to go through it as well  "I'm sorry you have to experience this." He walks up next to her, crouching down "This is going to be hard, but we have to either bury or burn the dead. Having them there will only make it worse for those yet clinging to life, and besides, they deserve better.." He sees her look at the little girl they encountered earlier, and places a hand on her shoulder as he looks at the girl. "She's going to be alright, we will fix this, she will walk away from this.." He said convincingly, as if he knew she would make it. But in truth he didn't, there was no way of telling yet. "I have narrowed it down but i have to know, the people infected here, are they demons? And don't guess, i can't act until i know." He looked Moon in the eyes, he didn't want to rush her, all this was a lot to take in so he was patient with her.

What he saw on her face was something he didn't understand, maybe that was because he didn't know what she was, she seemed so sorrowful, yet the eyes were empty, no tears. He saw cracks and got worried for her, but again, he didn't know what it meant, other than having something to do with sadness. After she told the men what to do, her voice changed, she was clearly different from before. It caught him off guard, but he wasn't frightened, only worried for her. What did she mean a job for her? And with such a happy tone? He'd think she wouldn't want to be anywhere near the pile. "Moon?..." he said under his breath as she got up and walked in the tent. And just as he saw her drag the two bodies out he stared at her like he'd never met her. She seemed like the opposite from before, dark, no emotion.
It reminded him of himself back at the field hospital in the war. He had seen too much death already, they were clearly loosing the war, but that didn't stop them from throwing lives at the undead. You couldn't have emotions if you wanted to keep your sanity, several soldiers and doctors had deserted, understandably so. A squad arrived at the hospital needing a medic for a mission, which happened from time to time if it wasn't to risky, seeing as they couldn't afford to loose doctors. The mission went to shit and they barely got away, half the squad had been wiped out and one was critically wounded, Nicholas did what he could with the tools he, but the soldier didn't survive, his partner cracked, broke down, seemed like his biggest loss, but Nicholas felt nothing, he had turned of his human side along time before that, maybe it was forced off. But that memory was stuck to his mind when he looked at Moon, is that was was happening to her? The trauma being to big, so she shut down her emotions?

He didn't even notice Langdon stop next to him before he spoke, which snapped him out of the stare on Moon. "Her change?" He looked confused at at him, expecting him to explain more. At least now he knew more about the package, and Moon, sounded like Lucile back in the day, maybe it wasn't as far fetched that they were sisters. but what he said give him more questions than answers. "So you're all demons, that's good to know.. But if Moon's not a demon.. What is she? And how did she change?" He was conflicted, the doctor in him tried to to make him focus on the task, several lives were at stake. But he couldn't stop worrying about Moon. "Also, when did the infections start?" He had many questions for him, but he would let him answer before he overwhelmed him with them. This place almost seemed like a refugee camp of sorts. But maybe that was only because of the disease, he hasn't seen the place at its prime. The whole time he was speaking with Langdon, he had been looking in Moon's direction several times with a worried look on his face.

"Shadow creatures..." He thought back, yeah, he knew about them, but only from his studies, his books. He had never heard of one, nor encountered one, to his knowledge at least. But his knowledge was limited of them, so the new information Langdon gave him was good. It explained a lot about her, feeding of emotions, back at the house, the fight, the tent... no wonder she was acting like this. "A few weeks huh" he said with a worried voice, the life expectancy of the children in the tent just dropped from what he had hoped. "How haven't i heard about this until now? i don't live far away from here." It really bothered him that he didn't know about this sooner, he could have been here earlier, maybe saved some of the children on the pile that she was about to set ablaze. Was this how every shadow creature behaved when fueled by negative emotions? She was enjoying burning children.. He had no experience with any shadow creature before Moon, so there was several theories about them spinning in his head, until one stuck, one he didn't like. The way she acted, it reminded him of Ramsey... was he a shadow creature? Or was this just a coincidence? He really hoped she wasn't anything like him. This had to be discussed with Moon, when she wasn't... like this, whatever this was. When he saw her grab the burning wood he leaned slightly to Langdon "I guess they don't feel pain either" giving off a nervous chuckle, trying to hid the fact he was actually scared of her, not because he thought she would hurt him, but because she was clearly out of control, she could hurt others, or herself, like she was doing right now.

As she approached them she looked almost creepy, despite everything he knew, she was still so not like the Moon he knew. "What now?" Good question, at the moment everything was pure speculation, but he had a good idea on what it was. "Moon?" Wait, this was all too familiar to him, was she like Lucile, two people in one body?. He looked at her with a seriously question mark written on his face.  He took her hand into his own and started using his ability, the burns wasn't severe so it didn't take long, it lasted until she finished talking. So she wasn't like Lucile after all then. She was more like what he thought Lucile was before he knew her. Someone pretty much everyone had, a defensive mechanism of the brain, taking over in stressful situations. Except hers was beyond that, she seemed ruthless, no remorse. And it seemed that she was made after Moon was tricked into killing, It fit the description. But her true nature? Nah, that wasn't true, he didn't believe that. He wasn't surprised she said that being the person that came out when the host couldn't handle the situation, seemed like there would be truth to it. But he knew it wasn't her true nature was Moon, the loving demon that wouldn't eat her food if it was killed. But there was no point in telling that to this person, it would have no effect. He let go of her hand seeing as it had been healed. There was no way he would let her go on whatever rampage she was thinking of. He had to find a task for her, whatever it was, he couldn't let her leave, not like that. A last resort would be to sedate her, however he would manage that. "We need to give more food and water to the infected, the disease is making them malnourished, we have to keep it at bay for as long as we can until we find out what it is." He turned to Langdon and gestured him to follow as they stepped away from Moon. He tells him with a low voice "I need to talk to you when she's not watching us" Hoping he would be on his side, seeing how she acted.

He didn't think the ability would give off that reaction, seeing as Moon had to know about it, but maybe that personality didn't. Test his ability, that didn't sound good, he knew what was coming next as she slit her wrist from hand to elbow. He knew his ability could only do so much, they way she was going, the ability wouldn't be enough. "What the hell are you doing!?" He exclaimed with a shocked face. Just as he reached out for her arm, trying to pull her towards him so he could fix the wound before it got out of hand, she gave him the slip and ran for the tent, which made him all the more worried seeing as there was children in there. he knew this would happen. "Alright, i hoped it wouldn't come to this, but we clearly don't have a choice, I will have to sedate her, we both know she is stronger than me, maybe even you, i don't know. But if i fail to do it, then you have to help me. If i get knocked out, or worse.. look in my bag, there are three syringes, any of them works, just aim for her jugular." They heard the scream from the child, fearing the worst. "Goddammit, alright we do this now" It would have been so much better if he had the syringe close at hand, rather than it being in the bag, that complicated things, but he had to improvise.

He picked up the bag and as they got into the tent he saw her with the child he stopped, any rash movement could be bad for the little one. Langdon apparently didn't think like him and ran for her. Luckily he got the blow and not the kid. "Listen to me alright? There is no need for this, the kid is already ill, i cant cure diseases with my ability, and hurting him will only hasten the disease." He starts slowly walking towards her, looking her in the eyes as he spoke, his voice is shaky "Let me heal your arm, then we can talk about our next move, you are loosing a lot of blood and the size of that will take some time to heal" He manages to get close to her, he drops the bag behind her so he has an excuse to get out of her sight for a brief moment. "I need some bandages to slow the bleeding down while i do my healing" he steps behind her avoiding the glowing tentacle taking a roll of bandage and a syringe, putting the roll in front of her with his left hand as a distraction "Alright, lets start" He says before he immediately moves his right hand with the syringe as quick as he can for her jugular. This is it, if he fails there won't be another opportunity, not unless Langdon gets up and keeps her occupied.

Just before he hit her neck, he felt her hand around his wrist, stopping him at the last second. "No, dammit" he said in his head as she laughed at him. This was the moment, whatever happened to him now, it was up to Langdon to finish it. Even if she was bleeding out she still had a lot of strength in her, he felt that in his wrist as she pushed him back into a table, probably leaving a bruise in the lower back. As he feels the needle press up against his throat he leaned his head back, avoiding it as best he could. "I can't heal it with the syringe to my neck" Just as Langdon gets up and starts moving towards her, the syringe pierces his skin and into his throat, pressing some of the sedative in him before she gets dragged off. He was used to morphine for obvious reasons which had made him more resilient to anesthetics, but this was a strong one, meant for knocking people out for a surgery. And it was applied to his neck, which skips the travel time of the drug. What she said didn't get to him, not because he ignored it, but because the drug was already taking an effect on him.

His vision was getting blurry and he had trouble focusing on anything. He started shaking his head, trying to get a clear mind as he shuffled over to his bag, concentrating on not falling. " I'm going to have to do this normally, i can't focus nearly enough as i need to if i am to use my ability" he said with a slight mumble, but clear enough for them to hear it. Slowly crouching down he gets his sewing kit and the roll he had taken out before. "This isn't your true nature, you are a defense mechanism mixed with compressed anger" Trying to provoke her as he slowly made his way to her, hoping she would focusing on talking back at him rather than thinking of breaking loose. It was risky seeing as it could have the opposite effect, but it was worth a try. He handed the syringe to Langdon "Only use it if we have to" he opened the sewing box but with the now clumsy hands dropped the needle on the ground. he focused on his breathing calming down, picking it back up and fixed the threat to its end. Luckily it wasn't too deep all along the cut, so he only had to make a few stitches, closing the wound to a certain degree. But it took longer than usual, stopping several times and shaking his head, trying to stay conscious. After completing the stitch work he wraps it in bandages. From a different perspective fixing her wound would be stupid, she would continue to get weaker if they didn't, which gave them the upper hand. But that didn't matter, it was a person sitting there, not only that, it was Moon, which had grown very dear to him even thought it had only been a day. As he finishes he tries standing up but falls down on his knees again. "I need some air...." he says with a low voice.

"What do you mean? Not even a challenge" he said cracking as good of a grin as he could. Being only half conscious as Moon grabbed him and took him outside, he could barely walk even as she helped him. As soon as they got outside  he felt the effects dying down, the fresh air was a huge help to getting sober again. As she help his face up, talking to him, he could only smile at her. "Its a strong sedative, made for putting people under before i perform a surgery, but i only got a minor dosage, with the fresh air i should be fine soon." His thoughts came back to him and he could focus more on the task at hand, the disease. "There is not much more i can do right now, but before we go i have to get the blood samples i took from a child in there." pointing at the tent. He had taken it as he spoke to one of the children about how he was. At his lab back home he had samples from every epidemic he had been apart of, including some he got from his suppliers. If he was lucky these samples wound match with one of the ones he had at home, which would speed things up a lot.

After getting the samples and equipment, putting everything in his bag, he was ready to head back home. "Thank you Langdon, for everything, you were a great help, I'll be in touch once I've taken a closer look at the samples" Smiling at him as he started walking out of the alley with Moon, heading for home. "Youknow, despite everything that happened, it was an interesting day." saying before he chuckled lightly at her. He was glad to have met her, oh how wrong he was about her before he today. And would without at doubt call her a good friend. One he hoped to see more of in the future. They still had a lot to talk about. But the priority had to be with the disease for now. As they reached the entrance he looked at her again. "You staying or coming?"

// Out c: