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Altizica got serious, his voice distorted heavily and seemed to echo despite there being no way it should be able to. “Anita. If you ever get in a fight again call me. Do not hesitate. No one will lay a finger on my daughter, those who call you evil....they will feel the complete wrath of the Eater of Worlds.” Alt’s voice changed back to its normal tone when he noticed Anita spit black fluid. That alone worried him greatly. “S-sure you can see what happens Anita but after that I think we should have a doctor look at you and make sure your okay sweetie.” Fenn seemed to be only a secondary figure for Alt right now, he was focused intently on the wellbeing of his daughter.
 
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"I don't know. I've never seen him get sick, kay." She shrugged. It made sense in her mind. "Could help, kay." Anita began to cough again, and this time, she didn't need to spit for the black ooze to come out of her mouth, appearing on her palm when he pulled back her hand.

"I- I think I'm fi-" She said as she reached to touch Alt's arm. Once she made contact though, her words trailed off, as her eyes rolled into the back of her head, and Anita slouched in her seat.

If her hair didn't cover her face, they'd see it wiggle and shuffle, much like the rest of her flesh, but the most interesting one was in her lower back, just below the spine, something seemed to be fighting to be freed from her dress. Four things in fact. Moving like worms, they forced their ways through her dress, leaving a large tear in the back of her dress.

As soon as they Appeared, stretching to their full length, they seemed to lose all energy, and drifted down, resting on the back of the bench. Her entire body had expanded, and while her dress mostly fit her, she was now four inches taller, looking older than the girl had been before. More like an early teen than a child. Despite all this, she was still unconscious.
 
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”Shitshitshitshit—“

Since the kid was out like a light, it was okay to swear again. That was probably the only thing that was “okay” here.

Again, Fenn wasn’t any expert on the eldritch, but— passing out? Sudden age-up (that one made him slightly jealous)? Freaking back tentacles? Yeah, no, he wasn’t equipped for whatever this was. At best, he guessed eldritch puberty. At worst, he guessed that this was a deadly, spreadable, horrible tentacle virus, and he was at ground zero for it, and everyone was going to die.

Please, let it not be a horrible tentacle virus.

Once he’d gotten all the pent-up screeches out of his mouth, the fae took a breath and clasped his hand over his mouth. Hoarsely, he turned to Alt. “Is this normal? Please tell me it is. ‘Cause if not, I think it’s fucking ambulance time.”
 
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