Nothing changes

This past weekend was most unusual and oddly centered around the same general location. The former grounds of the community center. As with all things, the good eventually came to a halt, right?

I finally got myself a membership with SWEAT, the resident spa joint in Midian. All Ashagi employees were given this benefit through means only Dr. Parkin knows, but I learned rather quickly that the spa was an active place. Midian's elite can to rest, get pampered, and soak in the place's vast tub. I suppose now I fall into that category too.

Na'aik, one of the employees

I met Ashley there, Mitka's ex-wife. We got to talking and eventually settled on the topic of relationships and the value of memories. I learned that while she doesn't hold any bitterness towards Mitka, she still preferred not to get involved with her or her extended family. She seemed pretty interested in my family though, mainly the wellness of Adagio, Arwen, and the baby. The baby by the way that seems to have an itching for weird seafood a little too often...

How much can that brat eat?!

You know?! It's like I've been converted into a disposal. I've had several forms of fillet, fried to baked; roasted alligator; questionable shrimp cocktails on the mainland, and I've lost count by now. Ashley's questions may stem from the fact that she knows how long Adagio and I have been trying to have a child. Granted the methods are not smiled upon by some, but I view it as a risk and a blessing. Worst case, my body rejects the child and possibly kills us both. Best case, I deliver a healthy baby boy.

The Seeds have been Sown

The week started with a loss. A young hybrid called Gina became the first victim of the virus' assault. She passed on at exactly 11 PM, April 25th. She'd been brave until the end, but I did not want to see a similar fate for anyone else, including myself. After much work and long nights, Dr. Parkin, myself, and others developed a cure that would permanently stop the virus from spreading.

There were some moments of cabin fever to tend to in the days leading up to the cure's development. Patients in the MCMC were slowly going mad, namely Mitka and a young kitsune hybrid named Adam. Mitka actually had to be restrained after she killed two male staff members and even tried to eat Echo. Claire equally had been biting any nurse that tried to treat her. The stress was showing in staff too. Dr. Weymss pretty much told Mitka off after she pleaded for someone to help Claire only to demand that it be me and no one else.

The kitsune was just lashing out at everyone I think. It was the night I started mass production of the cure remedy at the lab. The trial batch had worked fine on Adagio, Violet, and Arwen so they had been released. While the vaccine was being bottled, I ventured over to the MCMC to check on the other patients in quarantine. Even though I told him several times that the cure was literally being made as we spoke, he made threats that he needed to be let out no later than the following day or he'd kill someone. The nurse pissed him off. Mitka pissed him off. I pissed him off. Just too much testosterone I think....

I took it better than I thought.
Lately, things have been quiet. Sure externally I'd get into some bickering with Adagio or one of the other patients that were starting to go a little mad. Other than that though, my mind has been...quieter.

I think it's Adagio's doing. We've been conversing more and more without the use of physical communication and at one point, she gave me a seed of sorts. She didn't really explain what it was, but insisted that I had to take the first step on my own and allow the seed to grow. The voices are still there, but I can hear myself think for once in a long time.

Plagues

I take back what I said about being in heat. It suddenly became an excellent mistake to have. You see, I have a peculiar wife with an equally curious talent - her ability to enter another's mind. It seems this can work in reverse was well when she absorbs the emotions others emit.

Place her next to an overly horny hybrid and watch the fireworks.

....do shut up. With Adagio just as agitated as I am, it's helped me calm down. I noticed that a lot lately. If there is someone has bothered or more bothered over a situation than I am, I suddenly feel very level.

The condition has become an illness.

Speaking of illness, a fuck up of a developmental virus has caused a bit of a mess for the past week or so. Maybe it's a punishment from God but the virus has since survived in ways we did not anticipate. It's smart. It's fast moving, spreading from soul to soul. And now...it's jumped species.