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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[He winces for too many reasons but Hughes doesn’t need to know more than one of them. He rinses the dishes in the sink and sets them on the counter to be dried. He doesn’t linger on the past. Especially when he has so much to look forward to. He pulls a pot into the water and scrubs carefully. It’s so easy to fall into old habits.]

So, it’s like you briefly lose control of the magic?

[He hasn’t sneezed himself into the Black Lion. The thought makes him grin anyway. If people thought he was freaky before. Sudden Lion would be worse.]

Haven’t had that happen yet but, I haven’t been sneezing.

[If he was feeling better or paying attention to anything besides the dishes, he might have noticed the wince. As it stands, it is lost on Maes.]

I guess so, though sometimes I was using the teleportation out of reflex before the sickness anyway. So I don't know if it's more instinctively triggering it or not as a defense.

[Maes snorts in amusement.]

Be careful then. If you're in the wrong place you suddenly turning into an extra large lion could cause some damage.

It could be instinctive...I have to reach for my magic to use it. It seems to operate about the same as any other supernatural force I've consciously been using.

I don't think I'm at risk for making a bad day for all of us.

[He sets the pot in the other sink and pulls another into the soapy water.]

But, I'll be careful. I'd rather not have to repair anything while we're all down like this. [Shiro shakes his head and sighs. He feels awful and the hot water is not really helping that. Aw well, chores need doing.]

When you consciously use your magic...what does it feel like?

[Supernatural forces? Just how many of those has Shiro encountered before?] I wouldn't know about that. I may come from a country that boasts the ability to use alchemy and I'm friends with many amazing alchemists...but I was the normal one before I came here.

[Now he's abnormal in other ways, and the ability is the least of them. He doesn't feel like discussing his death at the moment though. Not if he can help it anyway.]

Hmm. I'm not sure I know how to capture it in a description. I know when it's not a reflex I have to find a focus and then...you know that feeling of unbalance when someone tugs on your arm unexpectedly or you get pushed from behind? It feels a little like that.

[He nods. The description makes sense to him. Not like Black's warping then.]

...we sort of get that same sensation when we sneeze, don't we? The bigger ones anyway.

[How could they combat this? If they can't stop it what is a better alternative?]

Have you tried to visualize a place while you're about to sneeze? It might cut down the random teleports.

[Maes pauses in his drying of the dishes.]

Actually....I hadn't thought of that. I guess we do. Maybe I'll try that next time I feel a big sneeze coming on. Worst case scenario is it just results in more random places to pop up.

And hoping I don't actually startle someone into hurting me this time. I've had a few too many close calls.

[He jerks his head up to stare at Maes in alarm. How terrible he feels is shoved right out of his head.]

What? I get you could startle people but, actually hurting you?

[He stares down at the pot he's been scrubbing to think about that.]

Maybe we should have a bulletin board in the kitchen for important warnings? It could prevent that.

We could have two. One in here, one near the temple entrance.

Ah, sorry. Poorly phrased. No one's actually hurt me, yet, but there have been some close calls. I think I keep popping up near people who are a little trigger happy, so I have to proceed with caution.

[He hadn't meant to imply he'd actually been hurt by anyone. He returns to drying.]

Even so, that wouldn't be a bad idea. It could give people a heads up about the magic at play here and that way they have an idea of what to expect...maybe even who to ask for advice on how to use their own magic.

Sounds like a project we all need to consider. It would be nice to have a place for further reading to help new people get oriented.

[He puts the now clean pot in the other sink and lifts his hands out of the hot water. His head is swimming. Oh boy. He runs his hand through his hair and breathes in slowly. He aches but it isn't too bad.

He's definitely getting worse.]

...anyway, there are a lot of us who are a little...paranoid. Until we do have some warnings in place I'll try to spread the word around. It should possibly ease some of it.

[Maes nods, he doesn't feel up to it now of course, but this is definitely he puts to the back of his mind to try for later. Or, maybe it could be something he works on while on bed rest...assuming he doesn't teleport in the middle of a thought.]

Trust me, I understand all too well that we've got a number of people around here who are more than a little jumpy. I'm trying to be more cautious about it now, but sometimes the situation is going to call for no chance of a heads up.

[He imagines that if he was on the receiving end of his own power, he'd be jumpier too.]

Anyway, I think it can wait until we're feeling a bit clearer headed. No sense trying to stress about it while we should be focused on getting better.

Don't Skip Your Flu Shot

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