004✖; (audio @ hot.damn | August 2nd; during Sanguis Moon)

[circumitus]

[...Well, it looks like there's supposed to be video, but the screen is black.

[Audio-wise, you're privy to just a bunch of thrashing for a few seconds, catching a frantic and frustrated "god-DAMMIT" and "fuck fuck fuck" and "just move, you useless piece of shit!" It's a voice and string of expletives that should be familiar to some who know Rey. In general it sounds disconcerting, with an identifiable amount of metal clanging and other hefty objects hurling about (cue stock cat scream) -- before a heavy thud shakes the screen. The feed drags across what looks to be pavement and some scattered rubbish.]

Got you! Fucking finally...

[The video moves, but the feed remains a blur as Rey hadn't intended to select facetime before things got out of control -- by "things" meaning... her own body. Only a few details can be made out in the bleary visual quality, and that's a patch of red-orange scales and some sharp, gritting teeth.]

Need... help. [Despite her exhaustion made clear in the fraught audio and her labored breaths, it's speaking those words in particular that strains her the most.]

Have to come here. Level Three.

Legs're gone. Can't walk.

[Both the audio and visual then cuts abruptly. As you can tell, Rey is having a bad time this Sanguis cycle.]

Comments

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["You sure?" she starts to ask, but... Jill's a Sanguis, too. That red moon strength should help.]

moved a bit
not far tho

near caihojklaxbf

[several seconds later:]

sorry

tail movd makes hrd to type

[torsion]

Stop moving.
I'll come for you.

And stop typing. You can use whatever option you want that'll make it easier, you know. :(

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cagt hel

[Okay, this is fucking annoying. She fumbles to switch on the audio function instead, and then--]

Ugh, fine. Sending you the location right now. [Muttering, disgruntled:] Next few days is going to be a bitch without some help, anyway.

[torsion]

...then count me in. Don't worry about it, we'll figure it out. Give me a bit and I'll be there.

[ "A bit," indeed. It obviously means travel time and since Jill doesn't have a vehicle of her own it's a bit of a pain but she gets there without much of a hassle. The only question is whether she should just carry Rey wherever she needs to be or hail a sky-cab... or whatever the hell it would be called here. Probably that.

Regardless, when she spots the other woman, Jill raises a hand and waves it in greeting while making herself known. ]

Hey, Rey! Looks like you've got yourself in a pickle.

[ Jill's fortunate. Just a tail sweeping back and forth and perked ears. Nothing on her teeth or hands, but there's still the triple moon. Knowing her luck it'll go to shit when that comes up. ]

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[Good enough for her. Rey just hangs up and goes about her business while she waits -- particularly by scrolling through the network in order to read up on her serpens. With luck, maybe she'll be able to get a better handle of her own body if she can understand the way snakes function.

[She's at least set herself down someplace that isn't a pile of garbage in a back alley. Her tail coiled into a snug bundle under her to sit atop of, her attention lifts from her phone screen to the familiar voice calling out in greeting. Slitted pupils focus as she recognizes Jill... with some notable differences.

[Solidarity in their red moon predicaments, if nothing else.]

Er, yeah, you could say that. [She manages an uneasy smile, lowering her device to her red-scaled "lap".] A tight-braided rope, is more like it.

[Yes, she gets the idiom, but Rey has some Feelings about her situation.]

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[ The bonus, she guessed, was that Rey wouldn't have moved too far by the time she got there. Rey's changes are definitely far more visible than hers are although even when her mouth splits for fangs Jill can manage to close her mouth sometimes without it being noticeable beyond the split in her skin. When they're particularly... chompy... though? Not so much luck. ]

I guess that might be more accurate. So, where do you feel like heading? I'll get you there. [ Jill gestures behind her with a thumb, but doesn't seem in any rush to get moving unless her companion is. ] Or I guess multiple places. I know your life doesn't just suddenly stop thanks to the moons changing.

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[Aside from waking up with a bit more scales than what she's used to, Jill's changes are similar to what Rey's accustomed to. She can work around being more chompy and slashy -- those things don't completely affect her sense of gravity like waking up to have your legs turn into one long ass rope.

[Rey cringes at Jill's question, feeling worthless in her own answer:]

Well... Don't have much of a life, to be honest.

[A quiet, joyless chuckle that can barely even be called as such escapes her lungs. Yeah, funny. So funny.]