#bergen_county

"You mean like take off my chimerical shirt and you carry one burning end of it?" he asks

"Do we. ..." Adam stops. "Never mind."

Dirk looks curious at what Adam was going to say

He shrugs.

"Adam, just say it. We need all the ideas."

"Nah. Wasn't an idea. Nevermind. "

"Dammit, Adam, just spit it the fuck out."

"Fine. Okay. Yeah, Dirk, I guess something like that? So...okay...they get smoked out, then you guys kill them out here. I'll join you when I can."

Adam shoots Dagmar a glare, but says nothing.

"Wait, Sylvi, what if get attacked in there?"

(You)

Scowl.

Dirk takes off his voile top, then closes his eyes and chants "Here I come, come to you in the very clothes
That I killed, killed you in and now I know I'm alone
I walk to you, rain falls from you
Can you wash me, can you drown me?" And water forms on one end.

Chimerical water..

A deep breath. "If I get attacked in there, you better come get me...after the work is done."

He then flips it over, and chants on the other end "So light em up up up, light em up up up,
light em up up up, I'm on fire
So light em up up up, light em up up up,
light em up up up, I'm on fire!" And chimerical flame sparks at the other tip. Smoke.. He offers it to Sylvi "HOld the wet end. YOU can be burned by chimerical flame"

"Just saying, I'll go in with you. If you want."

"No. You're the bait out here."

"YEah, we need you thinking about yourself or whatever it is you do to draw their anger" Dirk says

A shrug. "Ok."

Sylvi pulls a face mask out of the pocket of her jeans shorts and puts it on, the dutiful visitor.

"Thanks, Dirk." She takes the wet end and holds the shirt slightly away from herself. "Okay...here I go. Veil first, charm if I need it." And she spins in place three times, the smoke from the shirt rising around her, until she has Veiled herself. And to the front door she goes.

Adam turns to watch, inhaling. A glance at the other two.

She doesn't knock, she just walks in, keeping the shirt moving like a censer to spread the smoke around.

She gets away with it...at first... smoke trailing...and bugs getting aggitated

Inside here is like a zombie movie.. it looks like at least half the old peoeple are being fed on. Then again, compared to the young, older people have DECADES of life experiences

She tries to move steadily through all the common areas first.

"Are you here to visit someone?" A rotund man who looks bleary says , he wears a receptionist sort of outfit and has a mask on

For a moment it seems he's ;pierced her veil...

then.. someone goes "Someone there, Herb?"

"I.." he's distracted only a second by the caregiver.. then looks back and shrugs "Nah .. I told you that decaff does not work for me"

Sylvi almost answered but then held her breath, waving the shirt steadily so it stays smouldering. The mask is helpful...it's keeping her from inhaling too much smoke and coughing. She continues through the rooms, working towards the private rooms.

Meanwhile.. OUTSIDE... some buggs fly out, the smoke having irritated.. and Adam's thoughts.. his a most treasured memory at risk, lures them in

Dagmar waits until there's a decent cluster before shooting off another blast of cold.

And blasted they are! Dirk crushes some under his fashionably crimson shit kickers

Sylvi enters one room.. a sad man with a bug in his head sits there, glazed.. confused.. radiating misery

Sylvi bites her lip and waves the shirt near the man, watching the smoke fill the room. Please work...please....

There's a chfew.. sound... and the bug..sneezes? Coughs? Either way it backs out of the guy's head.. angrily it turns on her..bloated as it is, ikt looks ready to charge her and bite at SYLVI

Outside, DAGMAR sees another swarm trying to over whelm ADAM.. but two divert to Dirk as if he might do

Grumble, FREEZE

"Dammit..." she mutters. Couldn't carry the spear in here -- it's still outside -- so she slashes at it with her Bowie knife.

SYLVI is pleased it lives to it's promise... It will cut.. it will KEEL... but not without a cost... as it bites her first spearing her flesh... a nasty little wound, but it does die when cut in twain.. and there is proof the memories are going back as a great deal of light returns to the man.. and his eyes brighten "Suzzette, THAT was her name... oh Bless that woman... Friendliest girl in all of Belgium"

DAGMAR kind of has to catch Dirk in the blast to help him TOO... but she got em!

Dirk curses "my fucking man nips that's cold"

"Price we pay, man."

The bite is annoying, but not too bad, not something to worry about yet. "I'm sure she was," she smiles to the man from behind her mask, the veil having been broken when she fought the tick. "Bye, now!" and she moves with more speed to the next room.

She looks to see if there seems to be any kind of central vent system. Duct work and such.

SYLVI hears a cough.. and turns... there is an air filter on the wall behind a vent and a horde of dustbunnies have stepped forth...five of the oldest stay, others retreat. The ones staying at their home lower their heads, as if accepting a fate. Some are adorned in little orange robes, others in WW1 Vet home guard. Tehy will burn. They will carry the smoke. They will free these old geezers and geezetes. It's.. it' their time

Sylvi frowns and goes down on a knee to look at them better, keeping the shirt well back. "You...you're volunteering?"