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[i]Speaking[/i] of Aaginim's announcements...

Alja was happy for Luci. She really, really was. She'd never seen the other woman looking as joyful as she was at that exact moment, and she took a mental snapshot of it, hoping she'd be able to remember it forever. But still, it wasn't all happiness. She frowned a little bit, looking at Luci's happy face, and at Aaginim next to her. She was feeling...

And then her thoughts trailed off.

She was feeling...weird. As she moved away from Benkei and towards Luci--intent on congratulating her, and burying the little nugget of discontent that burrowed into her heart--the room spun around her. She pitched to her side with a gasped "[color=d1fffc]huh?[/color]"

It was like a switch had been flipped inside her, and suddenly, she was feeling all fuzzy. And it wasn't even that severe of a feeling; it was just so...so weird and unexpected that she lurched to the side, whacking her thigh into a table with a loud [i]bonk.[/i] She shook her head; it reminded her of when she was a little kid, and she twirled around outside until she fell down. That, combined with a little bit of a fever? She'd never felt anything quite like it, and it occurred to her that she might've been hit with a debuff of some kind. But she didn't have PvP toggled; she even opened her menu, fumbling with it like a newbie, to check.

She carefully rotated herself around the table and slouched down into a chair, staring at her hands in confusion, and all she managed was a quiet, uncoordinated "[color=d1fffc]...what...?[/color]"