Outbreak

[cityship]

It was night on the ship - or at least as close to night as the ship ever got.

But while most of the crew slept, something had been released from within the ship. Something invisible, something undetectable, and something very, very dangerous.

If you passed through parts of the City, you might start to feel a little sick...

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Crew Quarters

[in-venting.livejournal.com]

Sherry had come home from playing, and looked like death warmed over. Her cheeks were red with fever and even though Stacy was rather warm, she shivered, wrapping her blanket around her. Still, for all this, she absolutely went about her business as usual, starting up her reader and picking out a book.

[letmelive]

About fifteen minutes later the door to the room opened and in came Claire, Boon on her heels. She opened her mouth to complain about the dog and his lack of leash, but the second she set her sights on Sherry she knew something was wrong. Immediately momface was on and she was moving to sit down next to Sherry, one hand reaching out to touch the little girl's face.

"Are you alright, sweetie? You look pretty flushed." And felt pretty flushed.

[in-venting.livejournal.com]

Sherry frowned and twisted her head away from Claire's hand. "Stop it, I'm fine." She shook her head, realizing how rude and unlike her that sounded. Well, how unlike her it sounded when she was with Claire, anyway. "Sorry, mom. I just feel annoyed I gu--"

Her apology was cut off when the little girl scrambled to the side of the bed, and vomited on Claire's shoes. Hope you didn't like those, Claire.

[letmelive]

When Claire realized what Sherry was doing she tried to get her feet out of the way, but still, barfed on shoes were barfed on.

"Oh, yeah. You're totally fine." Claire grimaced, standing up and grabbing a nearby trashbin and setting it in Sherry's lap, before kicking off her ruined shoes and tiptoeing around the sick to get something to clean it up with. She got rid of it quickly, dumping her shoes into another bin, and grabbed her other pair of sneakers out from under her bed.

"Okay, c'mon. We're going down to medical to see what's going on." Because it seemed kind of unusual that a flu virus would just spring up out of nowhere. Claire wasn't a scientist by any means, but she was kind of an expert on how viruses happened.

[in-venting.livejournal.com]

"I don't want to..." Sherry's shoulders slumped. Couldn't she just be left alone? It was probably nothing, maybe she just had some bad grey goop. Knowing that her mother wouldn't take no for an answer, no matter what, Sherry trudged into her shoes and spat into her trash bin.

The worst part about it was the taste just... sitting there. In her mouth. She was particularly quiet as they walked down to Medical, and even though she still looked like warmed-over death, didn't slump like a sick person normally would have. If anything, she was fidgeting.

[dis-courageous.livejournal.com]

Komali was, as usual, in the city. His mother was always busy, always working, but ever since Samus had become the chief of security, she'd been even more tied down.

And that meant he'd been more alone.

For some reason, today the world seemed brighter- a little dizzier, somehow, like lights flickering. It was always warm on board, but today the weather was even hotter- he felt like he could do anything!

So, naturally, he took off running, and after a brief start, managed to get to the air, careening wildly as his balance took the main burden from his fever. He wasn't going to crash- he wasn't afraid!

....but that's not what it looks like from the ground.

Hope I'm not intruding, I can delete if I am ^_^;

[ruffntumblenut.livejournal.com]

Ruffnut was wandering about in an unusually good mood. Training with the Overlord was taking her mind off the things that usually annoyed her.

Let's see how fast we can ruin her good mood shall we?

A sudden shadow on the ground awakened the Dragon hunter training and she scanned the skies automatically for a death threat from above. Then she spotted the strange winged creature that didn't resemble any dragon and was forced to remember the only two dragons on board were Kang and Toothless.

As far as she knew anyway.

Wait, was that thing a kid?

Wait was it coming in for a crash landing?

Another instinct kicked in and before Ruffnut could stop herself she was scrambling to catch the thing, whatever it was.

Not at all~

[dis-courageous.livejournal.com]

Komali was doing fine! Great, in fact! His wings had never felt lighter, his control steadier, his— whoops, hahaha! He giggles helplessly as he narrowly missed a building and recovered. Oooh, he was so sly, so cool, did you see that recovery? Did you see it?

Seems like someone saw it, anyways. The way Ruffnut scrambled below him like an anxious hen, trying to....to catch him?

He didn't need catching!

He was fine!

He was fine, dammit! Why didn't anyone ever believe him?!

Komali decided that if the girl wanted to catch him, he's let, her, as heavily and painfully as possible. That would show her.

Yay!

[ruffntumblenut.livejournal.com]

What in the name of all that was in the skies and stars was this thing she was under anyway? It looked like a giant bird of sorts but it had hair! Birds weren't hairy that'd just be...

...oh crap it's falling! Ruffnut tripped and stumbled herself as she tried to position herself to catch it safely.

[dis-courageous.livejournal.com]

Komali landed with a whumph, right in Ruffnut's arms, then kicked out with both feet to get free.

"Go away, I was fine until you showed up!"

Someone got up on the wrong side of the nest.

Crew Quarters

[greennotgold]

Fletcher couldn't make heads or tails of how he was feeling. He was hot and cold all at once, burning up but at the same time shivering from a chill. He'd woken up early to get a head start on his work, but he felt too bad to even go anywhere.

"Nanashi...?"

Re: Crew Quarters

[sanguineroyal.livejournal.com]

Nanashi was wide awake, and had been for some time, feeling much the same, but she couldn't understand how that could be. However, with the look on Fletcher's face, she knew she wasn't alone, and that meant that her own feeling was unimportant.

She swept over to him, touching his cheek and then his forehead and frowned, "oh, you're burning up little one, what's bothering you?"

[greennotgold]

He curled up in a little ball, drawing the blankets tighter around himself. "I don't know... I feel really cold, and... and like I want to throw up."

His mind raced as he tried to figure out what it could be. Had he picked up something in Hydroponics, or some slow-acting virus on Zokez II? Had someone podpopped with the flu and it was just now making the rounds?

[sanguineroyal.livejournal.com]

Nanashi pulled the sheets off of her bed and covered Fletcher with them. Of course over the years some of her human children got sick, and she knew the standard practices. Use cold water on a cloth to keep the fever down, and usually a few drops of her blood would quickly kick the sickness out of their system, however, she was not feeling right herself. She was not about to risk having her blood get him sick with something else. Something that could stand up to Vampire blood.

She grabbed the garbage pail and brought it next to him in case he felt that he needed to use it. Brushing his hair away from his face she asks, "Have you been anywhere unusual? Have you seen anyone who is sick?" Aside from her, of course. She was feeling rather pale, though with her skin tone, it was probably hard for anyone without enhanced vision to notice. She also felt, as Fletcher said, hot and cold at once. She never felt cold. Not like this. This was uncomfortable. Temperature never really made her uncomfortable. And this nausea. She felt as if she had just eaten mortal food, when she knew she hadn't.

Her gut was telling her that she very well might be the first of the two to need that garbage pail.

[greennotgold]

"Nuh-uh..." He shook his head. He was practically cocooned in those blankets, trying to stop the chills. "I don't think so... Just went to the city and Hydroponics. And the mess hall."

Nearby, Jujube whined. Something was wrong with his human, and he didn't like that.

The Factory

[demon-alessa.livejournal.com]

This wouldn't do, not at all.

She'd come back from her stint with Evangeline to rest a little, and found that her body seemed to be delaying in its usual reaction: it was as if there was some block on her disallowing the usual functioning of activities for her. The last conclusion she was going to go for, of course, was being sick: whoever HEARD of such a thing, a demon getting sick?

Nonetheless, she was beginning to feel steadily worse, and the idea of staying in the city seemed like less of an option to her. She felt a shortness of breath and a rising heat infecting her body. Ignoring it wasn't making it go away either.

With a frustrated sigh, she roused herself, then turned to the back of her, hearing the questioning squabbles of her creatures.

I'll be back. Protect this place. I have to find out what oddity is causing this. Do not venture out.

She staggered out of the factory, unwillingly leaving her Silent Hill. There had to be an answer for this.

[psi-flames.livejournal.com]

Jono didn't sleep a lot. He didn't really need to, what with the way his body worked. So he spent the time walking wherever his feet took him when he wasn't working.

Today, he ended up in Hydroponics. He sat down by one of the trees, head back and looking up. He hardly noticed the sweat on his face, unusual because he didn't generally sweat much. There's bloody well gotta be a cool spot or two on this damn ship...

[itsaboutaction.livejournal.com]

Something didn't feel right. Between the Council meeting and the strange message from Cortana that got cut off, Superman's mind had been racing. And now?

He just felt... hot. Slightly dizzy. Out of it.

From his flight in the City, the Kryptonian landed a distance away, rubbing his eyes. It was strange. He wasn't tired but yet, he felt sick.

That was a first and that wasn't right.

Garibah Tree

[mynameisax.livejournal.com]

Ax took yet another deep breath and tried to focus on balancing lightly on his hooves. He had been practicing tail-strikes for the last...well, it was hard to say, but he knew it wasn't long enough for him to feel tired. Not that he felt tired, far from it, he just felt as if he had to focus to keep his hooves on the ground.

And warm. He ought to find someone and ask if Stacy had a reason for boosting the temperature.

[hegemonstratos.livejournal.com]

Einhart was busy training, like she was to doing much of the time. Unlike how she was normally training though in the sensoriums, right now she was just practicing some kata's in the air around the city.

And yet, something seemed off with her if you knew her. Sure, she was doing the moves perfectly fine, better than normal, in fact.

Of course, that didn't excuse the fact that her body felt like it was on fire and yet she was shivering, or the fact that her stomach really didn't want to stay inside her body right now, but even so, she continued training on.

Really Einhart? You should probably go to bed.

[fulltinyalchemy.livejournal.com]

Ed was feeling a little off lately as well, tired and his body ached. He hadn't slept well so he went out for a jog which overwhelmed him a little more.

However, when he noticed the girl in the air, he frowned. "Hey!" he called out.

[hegemonstratos.livejournal.com]

Einhart blinked, stopping her kata for a moment and turning to look over at Ed. "What?"

[fulltinyalchemy.livejournal.com]

"You don't look so good," stated Ed, trying to look better as well. He failed miserably with his tired, sunken appearance. "You should come down and rest."

[hegemonstratos.livejournal.com]

"I'm fine!" Einhart exclaimed, before turning around and going back to practicing her Kaiser Arts. She wasn't going to get any stronger if she rested, anyway.

Hangar

[riseupnchargem.livejournal.com]

Jamie'd returned from a trip into the City feeling...off, in a way he couldn't really pinpoint. Restless as ever, he'd made his way to the hangar, and by the time he'd finished giving the Geno a (mostly unneeded) tune-up, he was feeling decidedly sick. This was troubling, on some level - he'd never seen anyone get sick aboard the ship before - and he thought of going to the medbay to get checked out, but ultimately, he couldn't bring himself to do it. It was probably nothing, right? Just a little fever and upset stomach. He'd had worse. Wasn't worth bothering anyone over.

He'd felt fidgety and agitated, so after finishing with his Zoid he'd moved on to the X-wings, picking one out at random and starting to work on it. He felt like he could work over the entire fleet right now - that had to be a good sign, right? If he was that full of energy he couldn't be too sick.

It was the chills that were bothering him, really. The constant trembling made it hard to hang onto anything, let alone do any precision work. He fumbled through things in silence for a while until finally the tool he was holding - the one he'd had to readjust in his hand seemingly a dozen times just to get it into position - slipped out of his grasp, down the side of the X-wing and onto the floor.

Jamie swore. Loudly.