Voice | Why can't we seem to keep it together?

[knifecollecting]

[Jo didn't get sick for two days.

And then it hit and she retreated, only leaving her room when absolutely needed and trying to avoid her housemates so they didn't get sick. (Could grim reapers get sick? Jo didn't want to chance it.)

On her second day of illness, when she feels the worst - well. She starts worrying about Osiris, about Meg, about Lucifer, even if there's a niggling voice in the back of her mind saying they couldn't be here.

Jo has no idea what to do about the Egyptian god, but Meg? She can handle that.

The audio post starts with a cough and sniffles before Jo speaks.]

I need paint. Color isn't important. Rock salt, if anyone's got that. [God, she misses regular stores.]

I can trade food. [She clears her throat as if she might say more, but then the broadcast ends.

She doesn't want to say too much, just in case.]

Comments

Voice

[knifecollecting]

[That might make things tricky. Hm...]

Why does he have blue skin?

Voice

[roseofthetyrells]

It's hard to say. It's likely as a result of Qyburn's treatments to bring him back from death.

Voice

[knifecollecting]

He's- He was dead?

Voice

[roseofthetyrells]

Yes. Of manticore poison, or at least that's what I'd been told.

Voice

[knifecollecting]

What's a manticore?

[Honestly, what is up with Margaery's world?]

Voice

[roseofthetyrells]

A manticore is an insect with a barbed tail. Its sting kills the instant its venom reaches the heart.

[it's terrible, that's what's up with it]

Voice

[knifecollecting]

A big scorpion? [That's what Jo's going to imagine.]

I'll keep my eyes open.

Voice

[roseofthetyrells]

I don't know what a scorpion is.

Thank you.

Voice

[knifecollecting]

It's not important.

You're welcome.