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.
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Comments

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.

[nascere]

[ Lightning? Lightning where?

That it could be the name of someone Serah cares for flies right over his head. He finds her on her knees, nonexistent weather phenomenon notwithstanding. She looks like death, like she's barely keeping on, and it's her next words that has him running to her, crouching before her in open concern. ]

Serah. Serah, hey.

[ His hand comes to delicately cup her chin, tipping her face up to his. Her eyes are unfocused, and he stiffens, alarmed. Is it heatstroke? If it is, he needs to get her out of here quickly. What does heatstroke even look like? ] Hey, can you hear me? It's me, Noctis.

[odinbolt]

( People in this city seem like they're in a fog, the same way New Bodhum looked after the first time distortion. They're there, but... not really. She feels a world away from them. So being touched is like ice against her skin, enough to shock the tears into stopping, her name pulling her back to something like ground. )

Why isn't there a Time Gate?

( Does he know? There has to be a way out if there's a way in. )