Day 203 | The sick are recovering! (Open)

[freedom_engineer]

WHO: Colin, any recovering folks, any visitors.
OPEN: Open like a door
WHEN: Day 203 (BACKDATED)
WHAT: The cure has been found and administered. Check up on the sick, why don't you?
WHERE: The hospital
FORMAT: However you want, go nuts
WARNINGS: Recovering people, probable sass, and of course, Colin.



After six days of paranoia, and three days of absolute terror, things were finally looking up. A cure had been delivered, and with it, the calamity survivors had been able to synthesize more than enough doses of cure for the plague to safeguard the Bastion. It had been administered to the sick, and now all that was needed was to make sure that everyone recovered.

Colin, of course, was going to be visiting everyone to make sure that there weren't any complications. It wouldn't do to have anyone in danger after they'd made it through to the end. He had yet to take off his environmental suit though, his own paranoia was significant.

(OOC: I figure this will be a good opportunity for people to do a little more mingling, and get their bearings after the plague. The quarantine has been lifted, though Colin still wants people washing their hands frequently. If you want Colin to check up on the sick, he can do that! If you want someone else to check up on the sick, by all means! The threat is passed, now rejoice, hug your sick loved ones, and let's move on!)

Comments

[croceamors]

[Yes, he'll take that, thank you very much.]

I do like ordering people around, actually. I also let people off easy if I like them.

[dontyoujustwish]

That's sweet.

And smart, since I don't like being ordered.

[croceamors]

[A snort.]

You would have hated the Organization then.

[dontyoujustwish]

I imagine I would have.

I mean, I spent a long time in service to the wish, but I had a lot of creative leeway.

[croceamors]

[That actually earns a snort.]

I'm well aware of how creative you are.

[dontyoujustwish]

I guess the bedroom really is my creative outlet these days.

[croceamors]

You could pick up a hobby.

[dontyoujustwish]

I've been thinking about getting back into magic, but I don't really have anyone to curse, you know?

[croceamors]

[Another suspicious squint your way, Anya.]

...Almost positive there are other kinds of magic.

[dontyoujustwish]

Well, I can do a decent protection spell, but you don't expect me to become one of those goody-goody witches like in that movie where everyone wants the same pair of shoes, do you?

[croceamors]

...That would be somewhat worrying if you did a switch such as that.

Mmm. Elemental magic. Something more along those lines.

[dontyoujustwish]

What are you thinking of when you say 'elemental magic'? Like your friend with the fire?

[croceamors]

If setting people on fire and being smug about it is something you enjoy, fire is an option.

[The water is very carefully put to the side, Saix damned determined not to drop it and look like an ass. After that, well, his arm just goes over his eyes like blocking out all light will help make him feel NOT shitty.]

Air... Ice. Earth. Water. Lightning. Plantlife. Easiest to start with.

[dontyoujustwish]

Well... [She hasn't so much set people on fire as indirectly caused them to catch on fire, but that's probably semantics.] I have enjoyed it in the past, but I don't think I would anymore. There are unpleasant smells and other sensations involved. [Like feeling bad for them.]

Anyway it seems a little whimsical to just pick an element and go with it.

[croceamors]

Process of elimination.

[dontyoujustwish]

Which do you think is most appealing?

[croceamors]

[Give him a minute to think.]

Water. Ice. Multiple uses, and most people have a vast percentage of water in their bodies.

[dontyoujustwish]

You're right, I could probably find a spell to shrivel someone right up, if I had any decent books.

[Anya no.]

[croceamors]

I'd help more, but only know a basic ice spell.

[dontyoujustwish]

You mean one of your Latin-for-dummies spells?

[croceamors]

Yes.

[His hand shifts so that he can sort of... okay he can't really glare or narrow his eye intimidatingly because he's sick, so more squinting.]

...I didn't make the magic system in my universe. For the record.

[dontyoujustwish]

I never said you did, but it does sound like whoever did created it to be idiot-proof.

Are you having trouble seeing?

[croceamors]

Things are mostly... dizzying. It's annoying.

[dontyoujustwish]

You can close your eyes if you want, I already know you find me attractive.

[croceamors]

[And he'll do that, maybe actually sort of smirking as he does so.]

If I said otherwise, I'd be on some sort of list, likely.