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[cloneororiginal]

We're all supposed to get roommate's here, right?

There's another bed here, but no sign of whoever I'm supposed to be with. [Which is fine with her, but it's...unsettling a little. Was whoever she's supposed to be suddenly...gone? Did the Doctors get them and just....she doesn't want to think about it.

Unless those damn birds killed them--no, no she won't even let her mind go that far.]

Also, anyone got a first aid kit or somethin'? [Just a small scrape from diving down from a pack of birds. Nothing major.]

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[heartofbakerst]

Well, parasites aren't really willing to let go of their hosts, hence why they're called parasites. So unless you plucked one out of the air and rubbed your face on it, it's actually not likely at all.

[cloneororiginal]

Could've told me sooner. [Even as he's telling her this, she's still heading over. The cuts aren't deep, but the thought of a parasite being on or in her isn't the greatest feeling. She doesn't want to wake up coughing up anything.]

Now that you got me paranoid over the damn subject, I'm here.