Day 196 : Start of the "Sickness Inside" plot

[bastionpc]

Who: Nathaniel (NPC) and everyone else who wants to be involved
Open: Open
When: Day 196
Where: Near the monument --> Out on the Skyway
What: Nathaniel needs a radio tower. He's enlisting the help of others to get said radio tower
Format: any
Warnings: Dead body discovery in the radio tower threads. Mentions of throw-up when Zulf joins the Okumura group.

This is the post for everything related to Day 196 of this particular event. The starter is in the comments, and important threads will be linked here as they are made.

Important threads:

START: by the monument

At the radio tower and the surrounding area

Regrouping

Meanwhile, at the Bastion...

Comments

[fuckthemancers]

I was already planning to.

...They may not have been a part of the Bastion, but they don't deserve to be forgotten.

[hellpyre]

... we can take them to the memorial, right? The papers, I mean.

[fuckthemancers]

That's what I was thinking.

[Something occurs to him, and he stops shoving things into the backpack so that he can go back besides Rin. He wants to take a look at that one bitter letter again to skim it.]

I wonder what happened to the original plaguebringer?

[bastionpc]

[The letter doesn't say directly, but it's probably safe to say that they died, since the letter talks about how everyone is dying. 'Everyone' would include the initially infected too.]

[hellpyre]

Uhh. Dead. Probably.

[Really, Zulf?]

Pretty sure we woulda heard some one screamin' for help by now.

[fuckthemancers]

[There's a flat look for you, Rin.]

I meant the corpse. I don't have any doubt that they're with the Mother now.

[hellpyre]

[RUDE.]

How would you even tell it apart from...

[sweeping motion with her other hand.]

Hell, they might not even be in this room. There was three others besides this one.

[fuckthemancers]

[You're rude at him ALL THE TIME]

If the letters have any more information on them, that could narrow it down even to just which room it is... If the person wasn't outcast once it was realized what a danger they were.

[Something that could likely have happened, honestly.]

Who they were, if they were from Caelondia or the Terminals or another world entirely... and where they picked it up from. That's what I want to know the most.

[hellpyre]

[YOU'RE RUDE RIGHT BACK]

If I had somethin' for you to light, I could go check out the other doors and see if any of 'em are locked.

[fuckthemancers]

Let's just finish in here really quick. [Deciding not to look through them anymore, he starts to just grab all the papers in as neat piles as he can make and starts to shove them into Bag #2.] I'd rather the two of us not get separated.

[hellpyre]

Right right...

[He has a point. And she'd be lying if she said she didn't find this place pretty damn creepy...]

[fuckthemancers]

[Zulf finishes as quickly as he can. The papers are easy and quick. The equipment is a bit more guesswork but if Nathaniel has any issues with it, he can fucking come into the room full of dead plague victims himself.]

Can you carry the equipment? You're stronger than I am.

[hellpyre]

[Even Rin has to agree with that. She has no idea what this stuff is but hopefully it'll be worth something.]

Yeah. Load me up.

[She moves back in, dropping to one knee with her back to Zulf so he can put both bags on her.]

[fuckthemancers]

[Mutual agreement to tell Nate to fuck off if he complains, yes?]

[Zulf carefully makes sure the bags are on her right before he takes a step back.]

That good?

[hellpyre]

[Basically.

She might... still be a tiny bit miffed at him for what happened forever ago.

Just a tiny bit.]

Yeah. Let's go.

[fuckthemancers]

Alright.

[Carefully, and doing his best not to look down or breathe in too deep, Zulf heads out of the room. He looks around a bit, deciding, before figuring they may as well just go across the hall. His hand reaches out and... the door opens up smoothly.]

...Not locked.

[He takes in a breath to help steel himself this time and opens the door to see what's inside.]

[hellpyre]

[She's with him on that, too. The smell is bad enough, she'd rather not breathe even more of this in than she absolutely has to.

Pack heavy on her back but not so much that she can't carry it, she keeps behind Zulf, letting him lead the way down the hall to the next room.]

... would they have locked whoever got this crap up somewhere that he couldn't get to everyone else? Or... did they not have enough time for that... ?

[bastionpc]

[It's hard to tell, what with the doors all being unlocked.

This room had been a storage room, but had been changed into a sleeping room of sorts. There aren't any real beds here, just bedrolls strewn about. There are some personal items too.

Most of the dead are in here, as they had never made it out of their 'beds'.]

[fuckthemancers]

I can't say. Either way, it probably would have been too late. The disease would have spread.

[A hiss escapes him as he sees even more corpses and he squeezes his eyes shut for a moment before reluctantly forcing them open again. He's starting to shake harder, as much as he does his best to contain it.]

Give me the lighter pack, please. [He says it even as he glances around. The people who died here knew Caelondian... But are there any Ura here? That's what he's looking for.] And Rin... You don't have to come inside if you don't want to.

[hellpyre]

[She might have argued with him, because really death wasn't so much of an issue for her anymore (and that was frankly a terrifying thought on it's own), but the smell is even worse than the other room.

She starts to say something, to reply to what, but what comes out instead is a disgusting gagging as she quickly turns away.

All that effort to keep her stomach has gone away, and she's too busy retching to reply or hand him the pack.]

[fuckthemancers]

[...Well that was bound to happen sooner or later.]

[Zulf exits the room to go to her side, helping pull the packs off so that he can try and rub at her back. Just vomit everything up, Rin, so that it doesn't come back later.]

[hellpyre]

[She's going to at this rate. She even tries to stop at one point, choking out a "sorry" amongst all the awful noises, but it only gets her starting again to the point where by the end of it she's more dry heaving than actually expelling anything.]

I-I can't--... that smell--!

[fuckthemancers]

And you actually wanted to stay in here with all of it.

[But he stays by her, not caring about the smell of vomit or anything else. His hand keeps rubbing at her back.]

Do you think putting the handkerchief over your nose will help?

[hellpyre]

G-guess I hit my limit after all...

[She nods, fumbling around until she can find it again, shaking hands trying to tie the knot underneath her pigtails again.]

[fuckthemancers]

You're sure you'll be alright?

[After a moment of watching her fumble, he moves in to do it himself. The smell is still there for him, he knows it, there's no escaping it, but it feels... not there at the same time. Maybe that's why he's so calm right now.]

It might only get worse from here on out.