60th Vhalar 718
Things were set up, there was no doubting it. They had the satellite clinic, the people here were starting to accept them, but Faith was noticing something and she really, really didn't like it. People here were dying. No matter how hard she worked, no matter how good the medicine, they were getting ill and they were dying. "It doesn't make sense!" Faith said to Alissa and the Biqaj who was her friend and bodyguard nodded. "I know that Faith, but you have to sleep. Oh, I don't know why I bother." Alissa knew Faith too well to think anything else. Faith would do what she always did, she could not stand by and let people die. "I don't understand why you can't just.. take a break."
Faith was silent for a moment and then she spoke. "Because of every pair of eyes that turned away. Everyone who knew, who saw, who witnessed and turned away. Because I will not be them. I will not attend to my own comfort when people are in agony, I will not attend to my own greed when others are starving. I will not." Alissa sighed and nodded. "And because you're a stubborn pain in the ass who won't do as she's told." Faith grinned then and nodded. "That, too."
She was surrounded by bits of information, there were maps on the wall in the office she had in the small satellite clinic of the Order of the Adunih here in the Dust Quarter. Pacing up and down the room, she shook her head as she thought it through. "It's not contagious, there's no pattern. It doesn't make sense."
There was something deeply frustrating about this to the young healer, and yet, Faith knew she had to solve it. It wasn't behaving like any kind of disease she'd ever come across, and add to that, there were just....
.... "Oh no," she said, and she frowned. Then, she grabbed a pencil and started marking on the map on the wall. "Why didn't I see it?" Alissa watched her with a raised eyebrow, knowing full well that Faith would not hear any questions at this point.
"It's them. They're not crossing over. The ones who... this isn't natural." Faith's frown was dark and a rare expression on her face. "I've been looking in all the wrong places."
Faith was silent for a moment and then she spoke. "Because of every pair of eyes that turned away. Everyone who knew, who saw, who witnessed and turned away. Because I will not be them. I will not attend to my own comfort when people are in agony, I will not attend to my own greed when others are starving. I will not." Alissa sighed and nodded. "And because you're a stubborn pain in the ass who won't do as she's told." Faith grinned then and nodded. "That, too."
She was surrounded by bits of information, there were maps on the wall in the office she had in the small satellite clinic of the Order of the Adunih here in the Dust Quarter. Pacing up and down the room, she shook her head as she thought it through. "It's not contagious, there's no pattern. It doesn't make sense."
There was something deeply frustrating about this to the young healer, and yet, Faith knew she had to solve it. It wasn't behaving like any kind of disease she'd ever come across, and add to that, there were just....
.... "Oh no," she said, and she frowned. Then, she grabbed a pencil and started marking on the map on the wall. "Why didn't I see it?" Alissa watched her with a raised eyebrow, knowing full well that Faith would not hear any questions at this point.
"It's them. They're not crossing over. The ones who... this isn't natural." Faith's frown was dark and a rare expression on her face. "I've been looking in all the wrong places."
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