Infection

[cityship]

The disease spread through the City, and through the City, to the crew. Those who came in contact with the invisible killer would slowly begin to exhibit many of the symptoms of a common flu: nausea, chills, and fever.

But they would not feel lethargic. No, quite the opposite. Their energy and their activity would only increase. And now, so would their aggression and pent-up rage...

...and it would increase very, very quickly. So quickly, that you might almost lose your mind.

Comments

W.I.T.C.H. Bus

[magictrkswwater.livejournal.com]

Irma was busy grumbling to herself. After her initial bouts, she decided to lock herself in the W.I.T.C.H. Bus (specifically her room), to make sure she kept everyone else from getting sick.

Being locked up in there, though, got her in a case of cabin fever and now she was pacing across the room, grumbling about being stuck in there in the first place.

Re: W.I.T.C.H. Bus

[guardian-haylin.livejournal.com]

Irma should've realized that being onboard a bus meant you wouldn't be alone for too long. That much was proven true when a few brisk knocks were heard at her 'chamber door.'

"Irma! How long are you gonna stay cooped up in there, sleepyhead?"

Re: W.I.T.C.H. Bus

[magictrkswwater.livejournal.com]

All Hay Lin would hear is a bunch of grumbling from Irma.

"Leave me alone! I feel crappy, I feel restless and I don't know what to do!" she snapped. She would LOVE to regret it and apologize, but this sickness was a bit too much!

[hexyeah]

Wanda had followed orders and had gone to the contagion as soon as she'd seen Luis's announcement on the omnicomms. Fortunately, after realizing she was sick she had kept to herself, not wanting to spread it to others.

Now she had to force herself not to think about what might happen. An illness that caused aggression? But soon she wasn't worrying about it at all. Instead she was pacing around her quarantine room, rubbing then holding her hands to keep her from firing off a hex. At what she didn't know, she just wanted to hurt something.

[farfrom-tree.livejournal.com]

Devlin hadn't realized he was so sick. He'd been having chills and a fever, but he hadn't let himself think that it was that bad. After all, he didn't feel sick at all. Maybe a little sick to his stomach, but he'd felt full of energy. Nothing that screamed "sick" to a kid.

But he was feeling anxious now. He'd taken his hoverboard out around the City, but flying around aimlessly wasn't doing him any good. He landed, feeling unusually angry for some reason.

[bears-omnitrix.livejournal.com]

Ben was out looking for Devlin. He had noticed that his son was under the weather and when the announcement on the Omnicoms happened, he was biting his lip in worry.

So he was driving around, using the advanced systems in Kevin's car to track down Devlin's unique bio-signature and soon, found it.

Screeching to a halt, he got out of it and approached him. "Devlin?"

[cowsquirtdrinkr.livejournal.com]

The Middleman, being who he is, immediately headed to Contagion after Luis's comm-post. He'd managed t keep ahold of himself until then., but soon he was pacing back and forth, back and forth, back and forth...

"RAAGH!" He yelled, punching the wall. "Dr. Sera, haven;t you figured out a cure for this yet?!"

[notlewis]

"No," Luis called back over his shoulder, well into his fourth hour of staring at a screen.

"And if you don't knock it off, I've got a sedative with your name on it."

Should Rei have a literal kick the dog moment, y/n?

[watchwith3hands.livejournal.com]

Having steadily been giving up blood to Nanashi, Rei already felt terrible. When he started feeling nauseous running a fever, he'd just assumed it was something to do with the blood loss. After all, he'd never lost that much blood before, he didn't know how it would feel. And since he linked the sickness to blood loss, he didn't stop to think it would be contagious.

He was feeling incredibly energetic, though. In a different way then usual, too. It wasn't his normal little kid on a sugar rush kind of energetic, but more like he was burning with energy and had to move. He decided he needed to go for a run, and took his dog with him. He didn't have any plan on where to go, so he just went where ever his feet took him, all over the ship.

No, give Zetta a pet the dog moment!

[badassfreakingoverlord]

"What the hell is going on here?" Zetta demanded of absolutely no one at all. Things in the City had gone nuts! People punching walls! People running around like idiots! Not that he'd ever say much in favor of most of the crew here, but... this was weird even for them.

Peering out from his plaza, Zetta cataloged the wacky goings-on with a half-discerning, half-horrified eye. At last, in a fit of pique and annoyance, he took off -- or rather, his minion scooped him up and took off running with him in her arms -- after the nearest figure and the pooch frantically trying to keep up with it.

"HEY!"

[tobiasf.livejournal.com]

Tobias felt the predator's instincts taking control. To hunt, to kill, to attack. He was annoyed from the nausea and fever, and was snapping easily at anyone who came close to him.

[fanservicesnegi.livejournal.com]

Asuna really should've tried to find a doctor of some kind while she steadily adapted to life with her friends. Her head was pounding, her cheeks were red - not in a good way! - and she felt like she could just fall over and collapse.

She also felt like blaming all of this on a certain mage, but that was a given for anyone who knew her.

[lackofdarkwings.livejournal.com]

Matt was considerably worried for all of those people who were getting ill, and he was going door to door to make sure that everyone was okay.

Knocking on Asuna's room, he called out "Asuna? You okay in there?"

Medbay

[bonnypiperlad]

Jamie had gone down to Medbay to have his hand looked at, but didn't feel like sitting and waiting patiently to be seen. Instead he was walking around the waiting area, clenching the fingers of both hands into fists. The injured hand hurt, but it was just one more annoyance to add on to the other annoyances of the evening.

He stopped for a moment, looking with fever-bright eyes around the room to see if he could spot any of the medical staff coming his way. What was taking them so long? He was tired of waiting. He made a displeased noise in the back of his throat, then raised his voice.

"Hey. HEY! Do ye think ye could send someone over here already?"

[femalefool.livejournal.com]

Minako never really made a big deal out of being sick. She would always get a case of exhaustion after fighting on the full moon, or if she overexerted herself in Tartarus... but this was different. Sure, she had been training in the Sensoriums every day, but she wasn't really pushing herself. And there was something weird about how she just couldn't sit still, even with a bad case of the chills.

So instead of camping out in her room for a few days, she was making her way through the city. Maybe if she worked up her pent-up energy, she could get back to resting.

Hallways

[riseupnchargem.livejournal.com]

Jamie had endured the chills as long as he could, but when he could no longer tolerate the constant shivering that made it impossible to work efficiently, he'd given in and stalked to his quarters to fetch a sweater. He'd bought one while on shore leave, though he'd never actually thought he'd need it in the ship's perpetually muggy environs, and after snatching it from its storage place he'd started back to the hangar to continue his interrupted work. The whole affair made him angry, this newest bout of indignation simmering on top of his already considerable, usually tightly-repressed fury.

Dizzy and off-kilter as he was, and trying to pull the sweater on while storming down the hallways, it was inevitable he'd run into someone. Literally. Jostling solidly against another body in the corridor, he staggered back and fixed the offender with a glare and a curt, "Watch it."

[ghost-bait.livejournal.com]

"I'm very sorry," Miku replied from the floor. Ah, it was lucky Stacy didn't have very, very hard floors, or she might've been visiting medical for a very mundane reason (for once).

Ship Bay

[voiceofserenity.livejournal.com]

As soon as Kaylee had felt the symptoms beginning, she had locked herself up in Serenity. It was quiet here, a good place to focus and stay away from the possibility of infecting other crew members. As the symptoms got worse, she made sure to seal the doors up tight, in case anyone should come looking. It also meant, consequently, that she wasn't really checking the comms for anything.

Unfortunately, there was only so long Kaylee could stay cooped up on a normal day, and the restlessness that caught up with her in the middle of another set of chills was too much to ignore. It was annoying, having to sit here on the ship alone, without any family or friends from home when others had both. She was irritated that she never got so much as a how-d'you-do when it came to the engine repairs she'd done. More than anything, though, she was just plain sick and tired of playing therapist and trying to smile. No point in it anyhow, gorrammit.

So here she was now, bundled up with the plant suit on bottom, coveralls over that, and even her winter coat, waiting with a turning stomach as the door opened slower than molasses traveled uphill. When it finally stopped, she marched to the closest box in the cargo bay, lifted it with more effort than she would have normally had to make, and chucked it straight out of the ship. Some of Mal's belongings spilled out of the box as it landed on the ground, many of the pieces broken. Served him right for leaving her alone on this gorram boat. Onto the next box.

Re: Ship Bay

[kitbashurgundam.livejournal.com]

It was probably a good thing that someone WAS trying to watch out for others... if they knew where others were. Lowe had caught the noise of the items falling and breaking... and watched as another box got chucked out.

"WOAH! HEY! What's going-- ACK!" Lowe shouted, nearly getting hit by something. "...what the heck's going on?!"

[sanguineroyal.livejournal.com]

Nanashi was fuming. Her fever wasn't helping. Neither were the chills and nausea, but she ignored them all as she stormed her way to the Med Bay carrying Fletcher in her arms with his head against her neck. There was no way she was going down there like a mortal.

She had tried calling Sam on his omnicomm several times, but to no avail. Who was he to not carry his phone? He was a doctor, and the only one that she was comfortable with allowing to treat her. Regardless of his loyalty to her specifically, what if there was an emergancy, like there was now? She was going to find him and give him a piece of her mind, then have him treat Fletcher... Or just scream at him while someone else treated Fletcher.

[greennotgold]

Fletcher didn't want to be carried. He was fidgety, restless, he could walk on his own... but he was still too much of a pushover to say no. He hadn't yet gotten aggressive, not enough to complain anyway.

He clung to Nanashi, a bit worried that he could fall and get hurt.

[sexygman.livejournal.com]

Booth didn't know why he felt so angry, so tense. He knew he was sick, based on the nausea and fever, but there wasn't any sluggishness this time. He actually worried at times, what he might do. He was trying to stay in his room, away from anyone he might shoot.

[not_the_philistine]

When Command locked the City down, hopefully someone remembered that at least one member of the crew sleeps there . . . and isn't exactly easy to wake up.

[godbydefinition.livejournal.com]

Ba'al was anxious, and restless-- much more so, even, than usual. And he was angry.

He was not supposed to get sick. It simply did not happen. And here he was, being afflicted with the same thing as these lesser creatures... It was disgusting.

And through the nausea, he was beginning to feel the rage.

[runnerwithagun.livejournal.com]

Ronon had been in the city when the outbreak occured and he really didn't think he would be infected. He hardly ever got sick but here he was, on a random street lined with random temples and buildings forced to stop in the middle of his daily run to clutch his face. He had suddenly wanted to puke.

Maybe it was something he had earlier that day. But despite the nausea, he was feeling increasingly more energetic.