[The disease isn't affecting her as badly as it is some other people, but it's still hitting her, enough to give her an irritating headache and some cold sweats. The good news is that these symptoms are sufficiently different from her previous ailment that she's relatively certain it's not the resurgence of her V-Type infection, just a new disease.
A new disease she can fight. It's the old one that was going to kill her.
She's not going to just wait this out and sit and rest in her bedroom, though; that'd be far too frustrating to even consider. Too passive, and there's no Grace or Alto or Ranka to yell at her for being out of bed now. She'll use the opportunity to explore, and to take her mind off things.
Which is why she's here, in what looks like some sort of combat arena. Not really her place. Sheryl turns to leave--
--and drops to the ground as the gleaming sword she'd seen thrown whirls overhead, slashing at the space she'd been occupying just a second before.
It would have been nice had her drop been cool and poised, but she's in no shape for that; she just happened to fall on her ass with enough quickness.] What the--?! You could've killed me!
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A new disease she can fight. It's the old one that was going to kill her.
She's not going to just wait this out and sit and rest in her bedroom, though; that'd be far too frustrating to even consider. Too passive, and there's no Grace or Alto or Ranka to yell at her for being out of bed now. She'll use the opportunity to explore, and to take her mind off things.
Which is why she's here, in what looks like some sort of combat arena. Not really her place. Sheryl turns to leave--
--and drops to the ground as the gleaming sword she'd seen thrown whirls overhead, slashing at the space she'd been occupying just a second before.
It would have been nice had her drop been cool and poised, but she's in no shape for that; she just happened to fall on her ass with enough quickness.] What the--?! You could've killed me!