acatalepsy_logs | Don't Skip Your Flu Shot

Who: Everyone! It's a mingle post for the first week of Struxta sickness!!
Where: All around the temple
When: During the first week of the sickness
Rating PG?? At most??
What: Curry, blankets and pillow forts, and other assorted sick things

[With the Struxta illness sweeping through the temple like a wildfire, and with so many new arrivals trying to get adjusted to temple living, it's probably no surprise that things around the Astoria's little pocket of space have gotten a little hectic. Feeling under the weather? Looking for something warm to soothe that scratchy throat? Just want to curl up underneath a pile of blankets and not move for like, seven hours or so? Never fear! A Mysterious Helper (TM) has you covered]

A. Curry in the Kitchen

[The kitchen smells extremely nice during lunchtime this week, the only meal of the day that isn't pre-prepared by the misty servants. Like the scent of coffee intermingled with complementary spices. Those who take the initiative to investigate will find something pleasant waiting for them. A few pots of fresh made curry and steamed rice; a few pots of miso soup (a. . . little on the salty side, sorry); and some freshly brewed coffee already poured into individual mugs, along with cream and sugar and whatever additives your heart desires. It's all strewn out across the counter tops with a handwritten note pinned against the wall above the stove:]

Help yourself, and get well soon.

[There isn't any sign of the mysterious chef when you enter the kitchen, and if you arrive near the end of lunch hour, some of the food and coffee miiiiight be a bit cold. But hey! This might be a good chance to mingle with some of your new coworkers who are also seeking out a warm meal to help quell some of their cold symptoms. Just please don't sneeze into the curry pot, thanks. . .]

[Lunch will be laid out in the kitchen every day at lunchtime for the entire first week of the sickness. Help yourselves!]

B. The Temple Hallways

[THERE ARE BLANKETS AND PILLOWS EVERYWHERE]

[. . . no, seriously. For some reason, it's like you can't even walk down a hallway without tripping over a bundled up blanket or a pillow. What's up with that! For the most part, they're normal bedtime accessories, although you may find a bundle of pillows and blankets stacked up into an ENTIRE PILLOW FORT if you're lucky.]

[Pinned to the walls of the hallways (not every hallway, but enough of them that it should be easy to find one of the signs without wandering for too long) are more handwritten signs:]

Whoever can build the tallest pillow fort will receive one (1) high five as a grand prize. Good luck. Blanket provider is not responsible for anyone accidentally falling asleep in the hallways and blocking your route back to your bedroom.

[Hm. Well, that's weird. Anyway! You can build a pillow fort if you want, grab some blankets to take back to your room, or. . . nap in the hallways. Or do whatever! They're all free for the taking. Maybe you could even team up with another Circle member to try and win that extremely coveted high five??]

C. Wildcard

[Don't feel like interacting with any of the above? That's okay! Make your own prompt based on the event stuff over here, or just use this post for. . . whatever you want! It's totally and completely open for mingling for new and old characters alike, so. HAVE FUN ♥]

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How'd you guess? My posture, right?

[Said with a bit of a laugh. North knows he stands out a bit, even without catch phrases or poses. And thankfully they never got to the point of inventing them. Though he's pretty sure the idea would have been shot down fast.]

But that's good to know about the rooms. And less good about the illness, but it's also helpful. I'm still learning about this place.

Then that makes two of us. It's a relief to see that others are in the same position as I am, since I don't enjoy being out of the loop.

[He places a hand over his chest.] My name is Eichi Tenshouin. It's a pleasure to meet you, mister...?

Agent North Dakota, but friends call me North.

[He's not certain why he sticks to his codename, given that he left the project. Habit probably, since he's used to responding to North.]

But yeah, you'd think they'd hand out a pamphlet or have a welcoming spiel or something.

Right?

[Oh, it's time to shit talk their arrival, he's all for that.] It was rather rude to yank us here so violently. An attempt at a back rub, at hardly-consoling words... Did they suppose that would help anything?

And now, I'm left without anyone who will make my meals, a low supply of my medication, and the only ones from my home seem to be ones who detest me. It's like some sort of cruel joke.

I hope, at the very least, that you have at least someone here that you consider a friend.

[Oh geez, that's a list.]

Unfortunately, I haven't seen anyone I know. I'm guessing my sister didn't make it here.

[He's not familiar with the selection process, but it doesn't look like anyone he was around came along for the ride. Though, that's not entirely a bad thing given the circumstances. And he's fairly certain he would have found South by now if she were here.]

But the people I've met so far seem friendly.

If it's any consolation, it looks like someone made some food in the kitchen? Sorry you're having a rough time though.

Really?

[He was about to go on about how he's sorry his sister isn't here, and suggest that he look out for her, but he's distracted by this. He'd checked the kitchens at the wrong time, and so he had no idea anyone was making food.]

For just anyone to take? I wouldn't want to intrude, you know, but normally my servants help prepare my meals for me.

It looked like it. I didn't take that close of a look since I was mostly just getting the lay of the land.

It smelled good though, and I think I saw some people helping themselves.

Then, perhaps I can accompany you to a room that you've chosen, and you can accompany me to the cafeteria afterwards? If you and I both haven't eaten, then it only makes sense, don't you think?

Sounds like a plan to me. I haven't decided on a room yet, but there's probably an empty one around here that I can claim.

Do you have a place to stay?

Hmm, yes, something like that. When I felt close to passing out after my arrival, I was brought to an empty room and left there to rest, so I decided it may as well become my own.

There were a number of empty beds around, from what I could tell.

Seems as good a reason as any to lay claim to one. I guess I'll do the same.

[He can probably make a little sign or something, in lieu of any formal way of claiming a room.]

Just let me find one and then we'll head to the kitchen.

Okay, okay!

[Cheerfully, he'll follow along, and they're probably the most out of place duo in this entire area. Along the way, Eichi will helpfully point out anything that seems empty.]

How about that one, there?

[North pokes his head in, looking for anything that might indicate that someone has claimed it. When he doesn't see anything he steps inside.]

Works for me. Doesn't seem like anyone else is home.

Don't suppose you've got a paper and pen or something like that?

[To make a sign. He's a little reluctant to just leave the armour here. It is expensive.]

Unfortunately, I don't...

[Eichi pats down his own pockets just in case, but all he seems to have is some kind of medication, his wallet and a cell phone. Hmm. He taps his chin.]

Perhaps you could cover it with a sheet? Or, if you make the bed appear to be "lived in" enough, then it won't be approached.

[He doesn't even consider theft...]

That could work.

[There's a moment as he considers his options. He does want out of the armour for a bit, but at the same time it's not like he has anything to change into. That's going to be a problem to resolve.

He opts to split the difference. He turns down a few of the sheets on the bed and goes with the lived in solution, but doesn't take off the armour just yet.]

That'll do for now. Let's head to the kitchen.

[That must be uncomfortable... But, it's kind of exciting? He hopes his idol friends who are terrified of him see him walking next to a real soldier. ♪ Real thoughts that go through his mind...

But anyway. Eagerly, he moves towards the kitchen, though he's looking a little paler. Walking this much isn't usual when he's in this state of health.]

I wonder what sort of interesting food there might be? What type? I'd like if there could be tea, but I worry it may be too much to ask.

I could really only smell something cooking as I walked by. Didn't really stop to check, but it smelled good, so that's hopefully a good sign.

I don't think it is.

[A cup of tea would be nice. Or coffee. As long as it's better than what he was dealing with before. Which was a lot of MREs and other on the road food.]

Don't Skip Your Flu Shot

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