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He nods. "Anyway, I'm going to see if I can find someone to help." He thinks for a moment; there's really only one person he trusts enough to actively look for, though there are a couple others that he would ask to Heal Chris is he saw them first. "Have you ever met Nita Callahan?"

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"Once or twice. She came to visit Kim after we rescued her from Salazar."

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"Okay. I was going to try and find her first, I just wanted to know if you knew her at least. Do you mind?"

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She shakes her head. "Nita's fine."

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"Okay. I'll be back in a while, then," he says, letting go of her hands and standing.

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"All right." She clapses her hands together in her lap.

"Thank you, Jack."

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He shakes his head. "No need to thank me. I'd do it anytime. I'll be back in a few minutes, just lie down and try to relax," he says, leaving the room and going to find Nita.

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'Try to relax.' Easier said than done.

She lies down on her back, under the covers her hands are resting on her stomach. Chris looks up at the ceiling and thinks about all the things she wants to do when this is over.

If I still can...

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There's a knock at the door and Jack sticks his head in the room before opening the door all the way. "Hey, I found Nita," he says, walking in.

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Chris nods to Jack and Nita.

"Hi."

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Nita tries to hide her surprise as she enters the room. Chris really is pink, much pinker than she was expecting. She nods back, and approaches the bed cautiously.

"Hey. Under the weather?"

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"Yeah," Chris whispers.

"I have the weird flu that's been going around the bar. I don't know if you've heard."

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"No, I've been kinda busy." She pulls a chair up to the side of the bed and leans her elbows on her knees. "So what're your symptoms?"

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Chris nods. "Um, some of it's normal flu-like symptoms - congestion, high fever accompanied by hallucinations, neck pain - stuff like that. Some of it's more unusual. Like my skin changing colors and," she places her hands on top of the covers, "growing extra fingers."

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Nita's seen much weirder, really. After the initial surprise of the pink, the fingers don't get much reaction. She flips open her manual, skims it for a moment, and shuts it again.

"I'll can give a shot at doing something about it. At the very least, I ought to be able to lower the fever." She holds out a hand. "Want me to?"

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"Whatever you can do."

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She nods, and takes one multi-fingered hand in her own. Chris's skin is hot and dry. Nita gives her a sympathetic look before closing her eyes and beginning to speak.

It's a spell designed to flush out any foreign bodies in the body, but Nita has her doubts about how well it'll work against whatever magical illness Chris has picked up. As that spell fades away, her words flow into a new one, specifically designed to lower the fever.

A few minutes later, she opens her eyes and sits back to see how well it's worked.

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Her skin color fades to a more normal color and her skin feels cooler. She frowns when she notices the fingers are still there and is a little weirded out by the fact that she can't feel them or move them.

Ew.

But other than that she feels fine.

"Hopefully, these will go away on their own." Or I can find someone to get rid of them.

"Thank you, Nita."

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She gives her a tired smile. "No problem. Now--"

She says a few fast words, and the air around her hands glows for a moment. She turns to Jack and holds out her hands. "Here, give me your hands, I'll sterilize them."

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He's watching Chris carefully, so it takes him a split second longer than usual to react.

"Sure. I don't want to spread this to anyone else we know, though considering no one else has come down with it, I think you're past being contagious."

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