Epidemic Exsilium: Stage Two

[initiates]

Date & Time: June 8th - June 14th
Location: Throughout Exsilium
Characters: Anyone participating in hunting down the sleeper agents; anyone participating in taking care of the ill, or being ill themselves.
Summary: Stage Two of the Super Virus Epidemic strikes; sleeper agents of the United Earth are revealed.
Warnings: Illness, violence, needles. (Those IVs, man!)

Sniffles and coughs aren't unusual during the spring, with people combating allergies even in the far future, and colds being as present as always. But with more and more people falling ill, and none responding to antibiotics, things are starting to get worrying.

The first death is of an infant, on the night of the 7th. It's not the only one: three more are recorded not long after. It's unknown about the state of patients who never presented for medical assistance. Those familiar with viral infections fear the worse, especially as the usually healthy demographic starts arriving, coughing and displaying symptoms of the same sort of illness.

If that's not enough out among the natives, the Initiative has received its own information and insight into the true nature of the virus. "Wasmannian" Agents, spies of the Initiative in the United Earth, have reported back information at great cost to their security in their undercover positions. There is a super virus headed your way. They've been shipping it in to the island since December 3312. These are the manifests. We've deciphered most the code-names. Good luck.

Now the Initiative turns to the Transports for additional manpower to hunt down the United Earth's sleeper agents, pick up the shipments of the virus, and track down its physical origins in order to do something to stop the impending decimation of Exsilium's population.

Things are getting scary. It's a sick, sad world out there. Where are you, in the middle of it all?

Comments

[debtor]

[Allen's eyes widen. It's not that he didn't think this might come up, the tactic isn't surprising. But he still doesn't know very much about verstatsi, only what he'd gleaned over the network a while back-- a drug the UE forced its people to take, something decidedly Not Good. If they withheld it from her, he's knows that would be unpleasant, but he's not aware of the specifics...

Her reaction's telling; it's definitely something akin to fear. He lays a hand on the back of her chair, holding it still.

But she's not going to actually answer the question, and he can't stop himself from asking:] What if she hasn't?

[What would they be putting her through, exactly?]

[commentboxtroll]

[ Caesar watches quietly again, for time that stretches on into the twenty or thirty second mark, before he looks away from the agent to Allen instead. He can see the fear there, in their prisoner, and that he caused it...

It isn't a good feeling, but he can't let that show. ]

Then we'd better be prepared for that. [ That said, he looks towards Lenalee. ] Do you remember where we put it? I need you to go and bring it here.

[ Those words take some of the tension out of the woman's back and shoulders, but also makes her even warier than before, more uncertain. Did they intend to help her? Or was it a trick? ]

[anklets]

I remember.

[Hers is a wariness Lenalee reflects, feeding off the tensity the woman sheds, shifting her weight back and forth without immediate intent to move. It's a quick and sharp movement that takes her to the door.]

Wait for me. [ and biting on her tongue and all the unvoiced misgivings, she slips out ]

SCREAMS AT HOW LATE I AM how did i not reply to this

[debtor]

[Are they prepared, is the question. He watches Lenalee go, jaw clenched tight. He supposes all they can do is wait. Wait for Lenalee to return with the drug, wait for the woman to answer their questions, or for withdrawal to set in. At least Lenalee's fast-footed.

Only once she's out of earshot does he turn his attention back to their captive. He can tell what she must be feeling, right now. They're her enemies and she's the one here in a vulnerable position; she's not going to trust them remotely, he's sure she's too proud to give in easily.]

I promise we'll give it to you, if you cooperate.

oh hey HELLO

[commentboxtroll]

But only if you do.

[ Caesar adds on, remaining in his place leaning against the door's frame. He folds his arms loosely across his chest and, somehow, somehow, he manages to keep on looking as if he finds this all incredibly dull. ]

They're already tracking down all the other operatives. I suggest you not take too long in deciding. You wouldn't want to find your answers suddenly unnecessary.

[ Which is to say that she's replaceable.

If nothing else, it does add to the uneasy air in the bathroom. Caesar doubts Allen liked that implication any better than the agent did. ]