<em>I just don’t see what the big deal is.</em><br/><br/><em>What do you mean?</em><br/><br/><em>Just look around you.</em>Cyrus did, still failing to see Lasciel’s point.<em>I don’t follow.</em>If the blade had been physically capable of sighing in irritation, it would have.<em>Have you become blind, my host?  Just <strong>look</strong>!  You’re surrounded by females whose attire is just alluding to sex.  Hell, catgirls are practically born with the insatiable desire to fuck.  I give you even odds that if you were to stand in the middle of the room and drop your pants, at least one of them would offer herself to you if not mount you on the spot.  Now just imagine an entire world of them.  Better yet, give me control and we’d have a small legion of feline playmates at our disposal ready to service us in a moment’s notice before the week is out.</em><br/><br/>Cyrus had to admit, the idea had a certain appeal.<em>Not going to happen.</em><em>Oh, ye of little faith.  It would take little effort on my-</em>He cut her off before she could go into detail that would further tempt him.<em>No!  I mean I <strong>can’t</strong> allow this to happen.  Those infected by the plague become sterile.</em>Lasciel’s tone became petulant as though that had been the point she had been trying to make from the beginning.<em>Exactly!  Which means all the care free sex we desire without having to worry about accidents.</em><br/><br/>The Magus sighed aloud, which could easily be taken out of context if his timing was poor since his entire conversation had been taking place within his mind.  It took him a good while to get into the habit of developing an internal monolog when addressing his weapon.  People typically become wary to those who hold entire one-sided conversations with themselves.  Intelligent items are rather uncommon even in this world of magic, but even rarer still are items that were capable of communicating in return.  Despite his efforts, Cyrus was still prone to the occasional slipup.<em>It is those ‘accidents’ that help propagate the species!</em><em>Ohhhhhhh… That… Right.</em>Cyrus deadpanned at her response.  Being that her state excluded her from the traditional mortal coil, she often had difficulty relating to matters that were constant attributes of mortality such as eating for sustenance, respiration for life, and apparently reproducing to perpetuate a bloodline.<br/><br/><em>Still.  If you are going to look for a cure, you could at least enjoy the situation for as long as it lasts.</em>Cyrus’ eyes fell upon the neko that Pantea had summoned and instantly noticed the attire upon her figure.  Or more accurately lack thereof.  In an instant, a bonfire burned within him, filling him with raw lustful desire to lean her over the table and enjoy her company.  The magus gritted his teeth, his grip at the edge of the table tightened causing his knuckles to turn white, and his eyes squeezed shut as he forced away those feelings with a concentrated effort of Will.<em><strong>Stop that!</strong></em>He growled at the presence in his mind, mentally stomping it into submission before it could claim control of his body.  After a moment, he felt Lasciel submit to him and give up her attempts to manipulate him.  For now at any rate.<em>Awwww.  You’re no fun.</em>Cyrus regained his composure, though he still seethed with annoyance inwardly at Lasciel.  It had been far from the first time she had made such an attempt and certainly wouldn’t be her last.<br/><br/>“So,”  Cyrus began, deciding that he has had enough of the sword’s company for a little while, “we know what needs to be done, but not much more past that.  I guess one of the first important things we need to decide upon is where to get started.  We could always track down patient zero and retrace her steps to see if we can figure out where this mess originated.”  A small group of catgirls in the tavern suddenly burst out into a heated argument amongst themselves, causing several present to wince at the shrill language.  He suddenly decided to revise that plan slightly.  “Scratch that.  Perhaps we can find the ones who treated patient zero.  With any luck, they would have gotten to her before she adopted the new language and we could get an idea of where to go from there.”