[ As Zelgadis sleeps beneath an overhang roof, the weather changes, and a light rainfall begins: slightly unusual for the season, and a lucky break for the mazoku that's been wondering how to handle these bothersome sorcerers. It knows it won't be able to use the rain to pull off a curse on the scale of the one it's infected the spring with, but it's a practical creature: good enough is good enough. It doesn't need to concoct a new plague. It just needs to infect Zelgadis, and then surely this dysfunctional two-man cell will break down most delightfully.
Drawing on all the negativity it's cultivated within the town, it manifests amidst the rain like a shadow stepping up and out of the ground into the three-dimensional plane.
Just then, Zelgadis stirs, instinctively aware of the mazoku's now-physical presence. His eyes shoot open as it's already lunging at him. Wet with rain -- tainted water -- it coils around his neck, constricting like a snake. He grabs at it with both hands, but damn it all, it's slippery. ]
El... me... kia...
[ "All you had to do was mind your own business."
And then it vanishes all at once. ]
--LANCE!
[ It was futile, but he had to try.
He instantly feels like a fool. It shouldn't have been able to catch him unawares...
What was it even trying to accomplish? He can't tell, at first, that anything is wrong. If it was trying to scare him, well, it did manage to surprise him. But why now, when it's spent so long out of sight?
He notices then the rain. The overhang kept him from getting rained on -- from being woken up by the change in weather.
Drinking the cursed water, he recalls, was not the only means of contamination. Just as many people were cursed by bathing in the spring. Making contact with the water. ]
...Damn it.
[ The rainwater drips down his neck, and his skin begins to sting. He swears he can feel poison seeping into his veins. He wondered how this curse might affect him, and now he's going to get to find out. ]
Damn it all to hell!
[ Alright. Alright. What now.
He's got to tell Rezo.
As soon as possible.
Zelgadis pulls himself to his feet, and notes that the rain is beginning to subside.
He has to laugh. That's perfect. What impeccable timing.
Whether Rezo has already come to check out the commotion or is still at the inn, he'll find himself met by Zelgadis, the disgust in his voice palpable. ]
There's no good way to say this, so let's get it out of the way. I let my guard down, and I got myself cursed for it.
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Drawing on all the negativity it's cultivated within the town, it manifests amidst the rain like a shadow stepping up and out of the ground into the three-dimensional plane.
Just then, Zelgadis stirs, instinctively aware of the mazoku's now-physical presence. His eyes shoot open as it's already lunging at him. Wet with rain -- tainted water -- it coils around his neck, constricting like a snake. He grabs at it with both hands, but damn it all, it's slippery. ]
El... me... kia...
[ "All you had to do was mind your own business."
And then it vanishes all at once. ]
--LANCE!
[ It was futile, but he had to try.
He instantly feels like a fool. It shouldn't have been able to catch him unawares...
What was it even trying to accomplish? He can't tell, at first, that anything is wrong. If it was trying to scare him, well, it did manage to surprise him. But why now, when it's spent so long out of sight?
He notices then the rain. The overhang kept him from getting rained on -- from being woken up by the change in weather.
Drinking the cursed water, he recalls, was not the only means of contamination. Just as many people were cursed by bathing in the spring. Making contact with the water. ]
...Damn it.
[ The rainwater drips down his neck, and his skin begins to sting. He swears he can feel poison seeping into his veins. He wondered how this curse might affect him, and now he's going to get to find out. ]
Damn it all to hell!
[ Alright. Alright. What now.
He's got to tell Rezo.
As soon as possible.
Zelgadis pulls himself to his feet, and notes that the rain is beginning to subside.
He has to laugh. That's perfect. What impeccable timing.
Whether Rezo has already come to check out the commotion or is still at the inn, he'll find himself met by Zelgadis, the disgust in his voice palpable. ]
There's no good way to say this, so let's get it out of the way. I let my guard down, and I got myself cursed for it.