004 ✞ (AUDIO)

[unetrustworthy]

[The morning everything first went crazy, Midii was unaffected.  She checked, just to be sure.  There were no bodily changes, no strange new abilities, and she felt like herself.  But there were Network posts advertising those less fortunate, and from the sounds of things, it wasn't going well for many.  So she decided to stay put.]

[Today, however, she wasn't so lucky.  From the moment she woke up, she knew something was wrong.  The kind of wrong that actually required her to ask for help:]

I need clothes.  Please.  I have money, and can pay you back.

[There was a momentary pause, and a low groan could be heard in the background.]

...is my stomach supposed to hurt like this?

[Her voice might sound familiar to the select few who were around her enough.  Only deeper.  Older.  By nearly ten years.  And if that wasn't enough to hint as to who this was over the Network, she didn't block her address.]

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[saved7]

[The young girl who answers is darker in colouring than Miria is an an adult: hazel eyes and chestnut brown hair. She's also found clothes of the right size herself: It's easier when you don't actually mind walking around naked until you find something.]

Some people have picked up bodies and powers that are not their own. I will come over with clothes.

[Things adult Miria doesn't ever have to worry about: this.]

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[unetrustworthy]

[It was the same situation with Damian, only worse. Because there was no address to give her even the slightest clue as to who she was talking to now.]

Who are you?

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[saved7]

[It takes a second, then she realizes how different she must look. Irritably:]

It's me. Miria.

Are you hurt?

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[unetrustworthy]

[Another pause on Midii's end. Not out of hesitation over the conversation itself--she believed Miria immediately--but because she was trying to assess her own current physical state.]

I...don't know.

It's my stomach. But it's never hurt like this before.

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[saved7]

I'm going to come to you. Where are you?

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[unetrustworthy]

You don't have to do that.

I'm in my room. I'm safe. Damian's coming, and a medical person already promised I could go see him to take a look.

[A pause, and she then added, a bit softer:]

But...can I come to you?