Postdated to after the rescue

[butthemiracleneverhappen]

It has... come to my attention that my Overlay, while... under the influence of that foul thing... inflicted several Travellers with a particular form of madness that I am all too familiar with.


It's original vector is not Eldritch but rather parasitic, and I have reproduced a treatment from my world of origin.

I am a carrier, immune, and my presence suppresses it.

I will provide this treatment without obligation or any strings attached, for the safety of all Travellers, myself not least of all.

...no one should have to suffer it's effects.

I regret that it must be injected, as I know that is... a... a common feature of the paranoid phantasies of those affected. This is important enough that I have been forced to confirm it in the Red.

Comments

[neverfeltthatway]

There is a... a treatment?

[bite_the_hand]

There's a cure!?

[Eren's voice is hopeful, but very cautiously so. He knows this is unlikely to be some kind of instant, magical fix for everything that was done to his friend's mind. No matter how much he wants it to be.]

[biiowiired]

How does the Red confirm stuff? Also, how are you even doing that? This Network isn't like the computers back home. I didn't know colored text could be a thing. God knows I tried.

[awitchdidit]

I...appreciate this, Bernkastel. Even if I'm not 100% certain about using medicine from one world to cure a curse from another, you know this subject better than I ever will.

I'm debating whether I would need it, actually. Not-Featherine never actually got her teeth on my ectoplasm, and I haven't noticed any symptoms since I returned to Liminal Space...