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thebastion2014-07-02 11:30 pm
freedom_engineer) wrote in thebastion2014-07-02 11:30 pm
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Day 203 | The sick are recovering! (Open)
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!)
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!)
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[Yeah, let's call it that. Not to mention he's surrounded by living pillows, really, so he should be fine. Probably.]
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[Colin moves to clear some space in the room. He doesn't need a lot of space, but he does need some.]
[Once he's cleared some space, and made sure Zulf's not going to fall out of bed on his head, Colin starts to dance. It's less what one might imagine when being told of a ritual dance, and more of a one-man waltz. The steps come easier to Colin this time than they have before. The relief at the plague being cured makes it easier for him to find the rhythm of the place.]
[The hospital is almost exactly the right place for this set of steps to be performed, and there is nothing to interfere with him. With every step he makes, the mood seems to lighten, grow warmer and more hopeful. It won't take long for someone tired to fall asleep in feelings of comfort and safety.]
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[So soon enough, he really has just outright fallen unconscious, slumped back against some of the Rattle-tails with the Cubone sprawled in his lap.]