Chapter 25: Fever 103 Degrees

[Bambi Engel]

Bambi figured that was a fine stance. She didn't particularly dislike certain things herself. "Well, alright, shouldn't take too long... depending on how long it takes to find a place. I know a select number in Switzerland but I have no idea about around here." She thought for a moment, glancing around.

One probably existed somewhere in the city, the problem was finding it. "It'll probably be in the poorer section of town." She concluded, heading toward where she thought that'd be.

[Annika 25]

"I could appear in a broadcast." The android replies evenly. She isn't sure how to react to the idea of being on TV. Individual Creditors normally don't get much attention in the world.

"Creditors might scare people." She says on second thought. Most people encounter Creditors when they have debt and sometimes the situation is violent and intimidating. "Maybe you could to a Music Video. It might appeal to young people who would otherwise dismiss a public service announcement." The android suggests. She doesn't really know much about television, but she does know that music seems to appeal to young people. She has enough awareness of humans and their likes and dislikes to know this.

"Or maybe it could be a cartoon for children, or a claymation special like the ones that play during Manala Mas." She adds as another suggestion.

[Max Alexander]

Max shrugged. "Works for me." He said turning towards the Android. "Well, we can incorporate some music into it, but Calithin has a great point as well. You being on there will get a laugh out of some and hopefully attract their attention. I wouldn't worry about scaring people. It is a different subject and you are on TV." He smiled then grabbed his camera cart and moved the camera in for a different angle.

"Alright, Miss. I am going to need you to stand over there by that wall." He walked over and showed her where to stand. "And do you know what to say? Pretty much as Mr Crest stated. Basically, it is going to be a short, and simple 20 second clip that will air in between commercials." He smiled, which wasn't often. But this advert would hopefully gain some peoples awareness in a humorous tone.

[Peter "Levitas" Barak]

Switzerland? Wasn't that where they where? No, wait, he'd just left the Moderator's offices which where in... he had no idea. Well, so much for reverse engineering with his mental map. Dumb idea really, his mental map didn't go any higher than rooftop level, looking down on the streets. He only knew where Mexico was because he'd just recently approved the plans to hurl toxic waste into it.

Peter delayed for a moment before following Bambi as his brain raced through the complex process of where he was before spitting out the answer that it didn't really matter. At that point he caught up. "Because poor people like books?" Peter ventured, fishing for topic in these new conversational waters, "Or are some people so poor that all they can afford to sell are books?"

[Roland Demeter]

"A pleasure to meet you as well. And I did not come to seek models, specifically, I was merely curious since you have such a nice figure. My company is considering an industrial line of clothing, much like what you are wearing now." Roland gestured up and down the engineer's lithe form.

"More importantly I require a replacement for the hands of human kind. Unlike other industries I have no need for artifical forms. Rough tools with automation can fill my needs. I will need devices which screw, plane, and bolt, among other more refined tasks.

I'm actually quite fond of those spider creatures your company creates. Any chance of something like that?"

[Calithin Crest]

"Oh, and maybe we can do a little skit... Where the android can dress up in a giant germ costume and attack me, and I can fight it... With antibacterial spray or something! That would be fun and informative."

I suggest this and then quickly become quiet and stand behind Max, so as not to mess up the taping. I watch the android intently and muse over how much better I look on camera.

[††Venice "Cephrien" Ashgrove††]

Ceph followed her into the living space and blinked as he observed the inside. It wasn't quite what he expected.. He figured that Ophelia was the type who wouldn't stand for any floor without a carpet on it. Then again, he didn't quite know what to expect from a living room inside a flower shop. Most of her expenses probably went to taking care of the store rather than for her own comfort.

Not that he minded--
Though he felt a bit sorry for her.

He sat in the chair and watched her operate the old fashioned stove. Ceph hadn't seen those in awhile.. he wondered how many people actually owned those kind of stoves. At least she could cook food with it..

Not that he was the picky type.

"I'll stay until you want me out." Ceph spoke to answer her question.

Basically that ment 'I don't know.'

Suddenly, there was a crash from downstairs. Ceph stood up straight, that's when he noticed that there was another presence here other than them.. though it wasn't that strong-- which is why he hadn't noticed it sooner. He paused and looked over to Ophelia.

Maybe he hadn't sensed it because it was another Creditor..

Without a word, he rushed for the door, opened it up and bolted out.

Instead of taking the stairs, Ceph climbed over and jumped all the way down to the bottom, landing with a slight bend of his knees. He zipped open his coat a little and reached in for one of his Sub Machine Guns~ As he made his way into the counter room, he quickly gazed around to see if there were any damages.. but the only disturbance he found was the spilt water bucket on the floor..

...and the unconcious fairy laying next to it.

"...Uh."

..Wasn't that Asphodel?
She had gone with him to the Arena when he was trying to save Salome Weil from her Gladiator match. Well.. she wasn't anything to worry about, so he slipped his gun away into his coat pocket again and calmly kneeled beside the tiny fairy girl.

"..You alright..?" Ceph muttered, gingerly reaching out and poking her little belly.

[Nihato Gallagher]

So their plan was to kidnap and brainwash Dinari Dollar. From what she heard about him, it was possible. The rebel newspaper was no news to her, a comrade had showed her a few issues. It had been too dangerous for her to get them- though that ended up not mattering.

She follows Horacio to the van. She can't really offer any advice as she doesn't know much about Americans so she remains quiet, finishing her peach. After climbing in she sits behind Horacio and looks around for Bonifaz.

[Charon Dejardins/Asphodel]

After a few light pokes, Asphodel comes to. She slowly sits up and looks around. She looks up and sees Cephrien. She isn't sure what happened. She feels a little fuzzy. She also wonders why she is wet. "Whatever it is, I didn't do it!" She says, drying herself off. She takes special care to dry off her wings. She flaps them dry until they are dry enough to fly with. Then, she flies up to Cephrien's shoulder and takes a seat.

"I'm stuck in Rome right now and I'm worried about Charon." She says with a sigh. "But, how are you?"


Meanwhile in Helsinki, Charon hears a knock at the door. He goes to one of his barred stained glass windows and sees that it is Hilja. He quickly descends the stairs and rushes to greet her.
"Hilja, it's been a while. Please, come in side." He says and motions for her to come inside quickly. He has been more than a little paranoid since the announcement about elves.

He leads Hilja up the stairs to the library. He knows that this is Hilja's favorite place. "Please, sit down."
He pulls out a wooden chair for her and takes a seat across from it at the wooden reading table.

[Sylvi Saarela]

Hm, industrial clothing sounded interesting. Slyvi didn't have much interested in fashion though. She thought her suit was stylish of course, but it was also specially customized for max usefulness.
"Sounds nice, you definitely appear interested in the clothes industry. Oh, thanks for the offer, though." She was kind of used to compliments, she did put great effort into her body growing up. Best not to seem TOO rude to the rich customer.

Her face lights up at the mention of machinery replacement with no human guise. His mention of their spider creatures certainly made her more friendly. "Wonderful! The spiders are our specialty. Yes, yes, I'm sure we can whip something like that up." She grins, flexing her hands as if she were getting ready to build it at the moment.
"I suppose you won't wish them as large as the fighter models though, would take up more space than necessary."

[Annika 25]

"Alright, I can dress up light a germ and pretend to attack you." The android decides. She decides that she is here to do what they want, so, she won't make any more suggestions. She will just go along with whatever it is that they want her to do. She watches Calithin watch himself on video then turns to Max.

"I suppose I will need a costume. For now, I will practice my part." The android decides. Then suddenly she rushes over to Max and grabs him. She lifts him up over her head. "I'm an evil virus and no one can stop me." She states without expression or much change from her everyday manners of talking. The only thing that is different is that she has grabbed Max.

"Not even the Manalists, with support from the Economic Council, can't stop me." She also says in monotone.

[Princess Ingrid]

(To Max, Calithin, and Annika 25)

With all this illness going around, Ingrid feels concerned for her country and her people. She wants to do what she can to spread awareness and health around Denmark. So, when she hears word of a meeting to discuss this Cat Flu, she decides to attend.

The princess travels to where the meeting is being held, but is told upon arrival that she's missed out on the discussion, she's also told that a couple of people had headed over to M TV studio to tape some public service announcements. Ingrid feels that since she always looks ever so camera ready, her presence there is required.

When she arrives, she finds a creditor android holding Max Alexander over her head. "Oh." Ingrid scratches her head, rumpling her blonde hair, and cocks a brow. "Did I come at a bad time?"

[Angelus Corvinus]

Somewhere in Rome, a cloaked figure made his way through the bustling crowd, the people giving him a wide berth not only for his intimidating appearance, but also because of the unnerving aura this figure seemed to exude... or it could have been the sniper rifle poking out from under his cloak.

Angelus had just completed another mission that had him searching for what his superiors originally thought to be the source of a rebel newspaper that had surfaced; As it turned out, his target was only one of possibly many people who were only involved in shipping it to other rebels. Angelus took him to the Temple of Terror anyway, and while it wasn't the lead they were looking for, Angelus was sure his superiors could glean the information they needed to find the man's supplier.

Walking through the large doors of a Manala Temple, Angelus cast his gaze around the large hall and saw some priests up at the alter. Pulling his hood down, Angelus waited for the priests to move on before he made his way up to the altar and knelt down. "Father Manala be praised... with him I find the strength and wisdom to destroy my enemies," Angelus silently whispered, praying silently to himself as he seemed to be waiting for something... or someone.

[Roland Demeter]

"Size is a concern, yes. They need to be able to fit into the facility. Of course, each spider could be a fairly effective creation line all on it's own... I'll want to see some possible designs. But not too many, I do need this done fairly soon if I'm going to keep services flowing regularly."

[Max Alexander]

Max nodded his head in agreement with Calithin and smiled when the android agreed as well. "Well, i suppose i can get my costume guy to pick something out for you. You can't be more than a mediu.. woah" He said as he was swooped off his feet in some sort of extreme skit practice. "Yes.... Ms. Android. You can put me down now."

He finished his sentence as Princess Ingrid had arrived and walked in the door. Still hanging in the air, he waved to the Princess. "Oh, nothing i wrong here, just hanging around." He chuckled. "How can i assist you today?" he stated, still in the arms of the android.