Luna's sitting alone by her fiancée's bed when he suddenly gasps and jerks forward.
"Dominic!" Luna starts in surprise. "You're awake! You're--! What's wrong? What is it?"
The seer is doubled over, clutching his stomach. "Rrrjc jrr!"
he grunts without opening his mouth. "Rrrjc jrr!"
"Magic... magic bar? You're out of a coma and you want to go to Milliways?"
Dominic shakes his head. "Mrrjck jrr!"
"Oh, a magic jar!"
Luna quickly conjures a transparent jug out of thin air in Dominic's lap. "Why didn't you just say so?"
In lieu of an answer, Dominic grabs the jar and empties the contents of his stomach into it in one go.
"Okay," he says once the flow has subsided. "Now
I could go for some booze." He sags against the pile of pillows, alternately gasping and swallowing to get the taste out of his mouth.
"I'm glad you're awake, but why did you need to puke into a magic
jar? Why not just a, you know, regular one?"
"Because only a magic jar can contain what's in
all this vomit," says Dominic. And sure enough, there's something writhing inside the jar, beating its hands and tentacles against the walls trying to get out. (It seems so tiny,
now--scarcely bigger than his hand.)
Luna grimaces. "Is that... the virus spell?"
"Yes, and it's going to tell us everything
we need to know about this oracle hunter."
"Don't you think we should wait for Gregory to make sure you're all right?"
"No time. This virus won't last much longer. Cast a Trace spell on it. The trail will lead us right to the oracle hunter."
Luna nods and sets to work tracing the lines of the spell. The creature in the jar starts to glow... a glow which abruptly brightens to an almost blinding intensity.
"What the--?" Dominic's eyes go wide. "Oh crap! It's got a ward against trace spells!"PFOOOM.
The jar explodes, covering the room and its two occupants with vomit and spell guts. "GLAAAUGH!!" Dominic coughs and sputters.
The door bursts open to reveal a very distressed Szark. "Dominc! Luna! Are you all OH MY GOD!"
His already-pale face goes virtually colorless as he takes in the mess. "...I'll, um, just leave you two alone to, um, yeah... Igottago." And he's out the door as quickly as he came.
Gregory steps back. "Despite some fatigue and making a complete mess of yourself, you seem fine to me, bro. But we've lost our only lead to this oracle hunter, who may or may not be a relative."
"Not exactly." Dominic looks grim. "Trace wards warn the caster when a spell has been tampered with or destroyed."
"So you're saying that she knows the virus spell didn't work on you?" says Luna.
"Precisely... which means she may be coming back to try again."