Room 44: Steph is suspended

[alwaysroomforhope]

Steph. In bed, not asleep, but incapable of doing anything else really either.

The window's closed, and the room's stuffy and hot. Steph stares at the door and ... yeah, maybe she's a bit sulky, but wouldn't you be?

The door's not locked. Steph's hoping for visitors. Being sick and alone sucks.

[Okay, so, Steph is now in a state of suspended animation, and will remain so until someone comes with a sick plot cure thingamajiggy. Mun is going to be offline for a week, so whoever comes around has godding rights. ♥]

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[femme-wizard.livejournal.com]

Barry found Eska this morning and told her about Steph's situation, and the withc wasted no time in finding the room number given her and knocking briskly on the door.

[alwaysroomforhope]

"Mmf," Steph calls, which could be interpreted as "Yeah? C'mon in. Izzat you, Dick?"

[femme-wizard.livejournal.com]

Eska pushes the door open and peers in, before enterring fully, pulling a chair over to the bed.

"It's me, Eska. Barry sent me up to see to you. How're you feeling?"

[alwaysroomforhope]

"Oh. Hi," Steph says, peering up at her. "Feel crap, actually. I've felt worse, but Black Mask doesn't count." She coughs, and lets her head flop back onto the bed.

[femme-wizard.livejournal.com]

Eska nods, feeling Steph's brunign temperature and noting her current bodily state with a frown.

A quick mental probe reveals that for some reason she can't get in touch with Steph, which makes her worried frown deepen.

"OK, there's not a lot I can do right now to make you better until the questers get back, but I can make sure you don't get any worse. I'll need you to understand what the process is, first, though."

[alwaysroomforhope]

"Sure," Steph says blearily. "Can't make me feel worse than I do now, so. Might not be able to focus much. Use small words?"

[femme-wizard.livejournal.com]

Eska nods, although Steph's unwittingly given the wizard quite the challenge.

"Well, by using a tranformation spell that essentially creates a portable wormhole folding in on itself so the destination is within the point of origination, Serena has worked out a way of causing an object to exist in a state of non-causality until the spell is disrupted...

"... uh, I can freeze you in space-time until the cure is ready."

OK, that was easy.

[alwaysroomforhope]

Steph blinks. "Er. 'Kay. Er, will that hurt?"

[femme-wizard.livejournal.com]

Eska considers this breifly.

"Not at all."

She doesn't know that, but niether does Steph know she doesn't.

[alwaysroomforhope]

"And - what, I'll just be ... frozen? You'll get me back okay?" Steph looks a wee bit worried.

[femme-wizard.livejournal.com]

"Easily," Eska says. "I just break the spell, and the feedback loop keeping you in suspension is broken and you come back into relaity, with no ill effects becasue there's no time for you to have suffered any."

[alwaysroomforhope]

"So - basically - you'll stop time passing, until you have a cure?" Steph nods. It makes sense, as much as anything in this bar does. "Okay. I trust you. Go for it."

She closes her eyes.

[femme-wizard.livejournal.com]

Eska nods, grabs on to her staff, and concentrates.

Now, this is a spell from Serena's canon, and not one the mun is familiar with, but Eska's been studying the spell in question, and throws in a healthy amount of her own magic as well, creating a destination circle to teleport Steph to, pushing air together to create a replacement for Steph's mass, and sending Steph's body to take its place, at the same time moving the destination circle to within the orgination circle.

Within seconds there's an odd looking sphere in the place Steph was. Painful to look at, as if one's eyes just slide off it, and glowing slightly octarine.

Eska stands, and writes the following note to pin on Stephanie's door:

Steph is currently in a state of temporal suspension until such a time as a cure can be reached. Please contact Eska Smith to break the spell let you in.

- E. Smith

As a second thought, she locks the door to prevent people disturbing the spell prematurely, and leaves the poor afflicted girl where she can't get any sicker.