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Entry tags:
- !event,
- agent carolina,
- akira kurusu,
- anakin skywalker,
- atem,
- caedra nisariel,
- carlisle longinmouth,
- celebrimbor,
- curufin,
- dr. lance sweets,
- george lass,
- hanako nurumi,
- ivar ragnarsson,
- kravitz,
- maedhros,
- margaery tyrell,
- michael munroe,
- oscar,
- party poison,
- rita du clark,
- sansa stark,
- seel har parasiel,
- swift har parasiel,
- trafalgar law,
- yusuke kitagawa
Event Log: Flu Season
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
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.
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He's real, then. The gods never get that detail right. He's real, and here, and loves him, and that's terrifying.
Kravitz closes the gap, Taako taking a step until he's leaning on his chest, quiet except for the sound of his breathing.
He squeezes his hand. Mush, boyfriend mobile. Even now, his steps feel shaky, using his free hand to lean on the Umbra Staff.]
... c'mon.
[He nudges his shoulder, trying to communicate urgency in subtlety.]
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Krav summons his scythe without waiting a moment longer, his other hand still gripping Taako's. It leads through to Kravitz's apartment- he hopes it will be a good mix of familiar and safe, but likely far quieter than the horny house. ...Barring any unexpected guests. He prays that there are none, before remembering that his Queen can't hear him. No one can, here.
The moment they're through and Kravitz can close the portal and lose the scythe, he does so. Deciding it's a good idea- at least for now- to continue giving Taako warning before he does anything, he speaks up:]
I think that's quite enough walking for you. If you'll permit me?
[He's already halfway to picking Taako up, stooping down and tucking a ready arm behind his knees. The bed is hardly far away, but Taako is shaking. He wants to hold him.]
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He lets himself be pulled through, steps sloppy and hand still tight. But once they're alone, he's already slumped against Kravitz' chest, and he just nods into his collarbone, not speaking.
Once his feet are off the ground, he hooks the Umbra Staff off an arm and tucks his head into the crook of Kravitz' neck, shielding himself from the rest of the world.
He's safe. He's safe. He has to remember that. Kravitz is here and it's going to be okay.]
... 'Mm tired.
[Take him to bed and don't leave. Maybe ever. It's hard to say.]