[IC: post-vampire-post post]

[astalavampire]

[In her room in the library, there is a Methuselah recuperating.  Possibly she is reading, possibly keeping up with camp via her laptop, possibly napping.  You should bother her.]

[ooc:  ...Because people who know Asta might want a damn explanation.  Or might want to see if she's okay.  OR MIGHT WANT TO MAKE SURE SHE DOESN'T GO CRAZY AGAIN.]

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[voodoochef]

Ah. Astheroshe-sama?

[voodoochef]

Of course. Mrs Curtis proposed sandwiches for dinner, and I made onigiri for lunch.

[astalavampire]

That's good to hear, but I was talking more about this invasion.

[yup, going back to bed now, and is winded as she settles against the pillows]

[voodoochef]

Well, I don't see how you can expect people to repell an invasion on an empty stomach.

[astalavampire]

...

[laughs a little, looking at the ceiling]

Of course. How shortsighted of me.

[voodoochef]

It's all right. It seems you've had an interesting time of things.

[astalavampire]

[sighs]

What happened to me last night was not normal. I suspect this place of tampering with my pills. I've never lost control like that before.

[voodoochef]

Do you know Maladict-san?

[astalavampire]

[frowns]

I believe I met him once, briefly.

[voodoochef]

I do not know if Maladict-san takes pills. But I suspect Maladict-san was not entirely ... himself last night either.

[astalavampire]

...Do you mean to tell me that this might not have been pure chance?

[voodoochef]

There was an aura of astonishing ...there was an astonishing aura over camp last night.

[astalavampire]

And you think that was responsible for... such erratic behavior?

[voodoochef]

I cannot say that I looked into it very thoroughly ...

[astalavampire]

But it isn't unlikely.

[voodoochef]

I think not.