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

[chronologistics]

[Dave starts side-stepping toward the open doors, closely watching her expression behind the shades. He stops, however, just before going in, and tips his head in its direction as if to say, "Yo, let's do this."

Enough time passes that the elevator doors close again, and he sighs.]

All right. Come on.

[reassures]

[She actually does look a little guilty. Honestly, she hadn't been that afraid of elevators after it had happened. She'd been okay for a long time, until one day she wasn't anymore. It wasn't something she knew how to explain.

There's a flicker, something awful and red, pain and fear, and fire. Not the good kind. It's gone as soon as it had come.]

sorry. i can try again

[chronologistics]

[Well fuck.

Dave gives his head a violent shake, and gestures in the direction of the stairs.

(Nill, he is trying very hard to keep his cool here...)]

Nah, it's good. Let's do this.

[reassures]

[She's sorry. Really she is. But given all the shit going on, she really does not want to drag him into an elevator just for it to explode with him inside. Or herself, for that matter.

She doesn't type anything, but after a moment Nill nods. Then she turns, and heads for the stairs, with much more ease than trying to get on the elevator.]

[chronologistics]

[Dave keeps pace behind her, keeping her at an arm's length in order to give him plenty of room in case she decides to keel over halfway up.

Seriously, how did he let her talk (type?) him into this...]

So what's up with the elevatorphobia? Get stuck in one with some dude who ate too many heart attack-inducing burritos or what?

[He knows that's not it, but it's better than not talking at all.]

[reassures]

[She doesn't reply at first. Not until after she's up the first flight, and panting slightly, and then up the second flight, and using the handrail (which is kindly all the way around the wall, up to the door to that floor) to hold herself up. She doesn't actually want to tell him, but it'll buy her time to not try for the third flight just yet, which she's not sure she can make.]

my apartmet was bmbed once. they pu the bombs in the elvator shaft. the building collapsed

i was not insid

[By which she means she survived (barely) and anyone in the elevator sure as fuck did not.

Now, please ignore the wheezing while she tries to breathe past the fluid in her lungs.]