Event Log: Flu Season

[hadrielmods]

Who: All characters
What: The event log for the Flu Season event
Where: All over the city
When: March 20th-March 30th
Warnings: Gross sneezing, sick people, and paranoia

It starts with a cough, a sneeze, a sore throat - something small and simple, easily ignored. But then your symptoms get worse. It's probably been awhile since you've been sick, that sort of thing doesn't usually happen here. You might be able to raid the shops for some tissues and tea before it gets too bad, and hopefully you've got a friend to help out until you get better. Surely it'll be over soon, right?

Until the fever sets in, and you start to understand why your friend is really there. They don't want to take care of you. They want to make sure this is the last anyone will ever see of you. They want to learn all your secrets. They want to steal your most precious possession. You know they're plotting against you, you know they're keeping something from you. What will you do to find out what it is?

Then, as the sickness fades, you realize it was all in your mind. Let's hope you didn't do or say anything too awful. But that friend of yours... they seem to have picked up your cough. Maybe you should help them out?

► This log covers March 20th-March 30th.
► Feel free to make your own logs, as well
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► If your paranoia ends in murder, please let us know here.

Comments

[castintofire]

"So would you," Maedhros retorted.

I don't, Celegorm rolled his eyes.

[bythewaves]

"He'll miss you more." Maglor shivers again.

"I don't want to be left behind again."

Idiots, the lot of you

[castintofire]

"He would miss us both," Maedhros had no doubt about that.

"You remember how his death affected us, Kano." He hadn't been entirely blind to how his brother had reacted.

They are, aren't they?

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[bythewaves]

"You're his special person." He says softly. "I'm not anyone special. Just the second son."

Always second. Idiot.

... I didn't need my heart anyway.

[castintofire]

Maedhros near-snarled and curled tightly around Maglor. "You are special to me!"

loooooooooool

[bythewaves]

Maglor yelps, startled, instinctively clinging back.

"Nelyo?"

[castintofire]

Maedhros drew in a careful breath, closing his eyes and trying to ignore the mocking snicker.

"I...Sorry, Kano...I could not bear to lose you."

[bythewaves]

Maglor reaches up carefully, to run soothing fingers through his brother's hair.

"I'm sorry, Nelyo. I ... I will try not to leave you."

[castintofire]

Soothing fingers earned a soft sigh, curling close.

"Thank you. I will do the same."

[bythewaves]

"I hate this." He sighs softly.

"It's so hard to think."

[castintofire]

Maedhros buried his nose against his brother's hair.

"We have each other. We are not alone."

But he agreed.

serah farron / closed

[odinbolt]

( ooc/ prompts below! )

[bythewaves]

"Not alone." Maglor hums back to him softly.

For now.

[castintofire]

Maedhros could relax with his brother, if not fully for fear of letting him down again.

"You should try to rest, Kano."

We'll see you again in Stinkybutt's Dark Halls Celegorm added cheerfully.

[bythewaves]

"I ache all over." But Maglor's eyes slide shut.

"And Caranthir is too noisy."

You're a fine one to talk, "Loud son"

[castintofire]

"Mmm," Maedhros agreed there, too, gently brushing a hand over Maglor's hair.

"Not as noisy as Tyelko. I bet he doesn't poke you." Yes, he knew how insane they both sounded.

If it works! Not that Celegorm had ever minded being annoying.

[bythewaves]

"He just yells a lot." Maglor murmurs, relaxing under his hands.

I have to yell to be heard in this family

[castintofire]

Maedhros grinned, casting a fond look Caranthir's way.

"Perhaps kinder things to yell would be more helpful."

Because what you have to say doesn't matter Helpful as ever.

[bythewaves]

I will be kind when the rest of this nuthouse is.

"Don't pick on Moryo." Maglor mumbles automatically.

[castintofire]

Oh, so now you're protective, Celegorm's shadow huffed, but didn't seem too concerned.

"Tyelko," Maedhros warned, earning himself another huff but the blond Elf finally subsided. For now. "It is fact we are less than sane." Sigh.

[bythewaves]

"He's our younger brother." Maglor murmurs.

I can take care of myself

[utulien_aure]

Tyelko, Tyelko, Tyelko, a small, jealous voice whispered in Fingon's ear. It's always one of them, isn't it? Even when they're not here...

"It's just me," he shakes his head and murmurs hoarsely. "Still not sleeping, are you?"

delmar/

[odinbolt]

( She feels a cough start one morning, just after leaving the study building, building up at the back of her throat until she can't help but splutter into her hand. Feels the sudden movement in her temples, an unpleasant twinge, and frowns. That... can't be good. But it's only a couple of symptoms, something she can treat with the right drinks and taking it easy. She'll just have to go to the shops and see what she can find, then bundle up at home until this goes away.

It's a good enough plan. Unfortunately, Cure works on injuries, not the impending sniffles, otherwise this would be much easier. So, she makes her way towards the shops, carefully shifting the cloth she drapes around herself as protection from the harsh sunlight so it can easily cover her mouth in case she starts coughing again.

Which she does, and the twinge in her temples gets worse, making Serah cringe as the sun bounces off the stained glass windows of a storefront. )

...Ow.

( She presses herself against the door of the store, hand shading her eyes from the sun and tries to push away the oncoming headache with her fingers. )

rita/

[odinbolt]

( The edges of her vision swim.

... No, wait. That isn't right. Everything's swirling, and her steps weigh heavy, as though she carries lead around her ankles. Serah pushes herself out of her house with a jolt, heart racing and head spinning.

No. This isn't right. This can't be right. It's a dream, or it's Caius. The Historia Crux...

A million things. But she's not meant to be here. This is another place like the Void Beyond, it has to be. That's why everything is moving so strangely. She just... needs to find her way out. Get home before something worse happens. )

Come on... ( She talks to herself, misses the people around her and never quite pushes her walk into a run because her head keeps spinning. Just keep moving.

She seems more startled than anything else when she bumps into someone, nearly saying sorry but then staring with wide blue eyes.

They're not real. They can't be. They're just part of whatever this is. )

noctis/

[odinbolt]

( She can't find a way out. And the swirling won't stop, the world in front of her as surreal as it's been all day long. Like a dream, a nightmare.

A punishment? Maybe that's it. Their actions necessitated the strictest sanctions. And what could be stricter than leaving her here, without a way back to the timeline, stuck thinking about everything she should be doing and her sister in an endless loop in Valhalla. )

Lightning...

( The word comes out choked and small, and Serah collapses to her knees with a sob.

Why can't she do anything? )

... Help me.