Apr. 5th, 2011

[identity profile] whitefacedclown.livejournal.com
[Allen had been bedridden since Saturday, his throat was swore and he had a hard time eating over the weekend, so the lack of food was like hell to Allen. Leaning over the side to get something off the bedside table he knocked over the blackberry, switching it on as it hit the floor. Allen looked ill, looked like hell to say the least as he held his head lightly, picking up the glass of water with his spare hands.]

I didn't feel this bad yesterday, I wonder why the change. I really hope it hasn't gotten worse.

[Allen had taken a sip or two of the water before putting it back down and burying his head underneath the covers and talking to himself underneath.]

I knew I shouldn't have ate that Jello now.
[identity profile] kansai-ahou.livejournal.com
*with most of the manor sick, himself included, Heiji figured it would be a good idea to spend Tuesday morning in the fresh air, practicing his Kendo forms. He doesn't have any of the gear, but slides through the motions calmly, his peace only broken by the occasional cough, or even a sneeze here or there*



((Heiji will be getting off lightly this week, so if anyone still needs one, he'll probably be running around being a caretaker later. In the meantime, feel free to poke him.))
[identity profile] ownednavigator.livejournal.com
Ah-- it seems like I'm one of the only ones who hasn't gotten sick! Since most people seem to have fallen ill, if anyone needs anything, I'd be happy to help.

--I'm Abel, by the way.
[identity profile] 1ofyour5aday.livejournal.com
[It was only day 2 of the plot, and already Elphaba was starting to feel worse for wear. To add to that, when she'd checked her blackberry messages that morning, she'd also noticed that John Preston's name had been taken off the contacts list. Although she already knew what that meant, she still made herself get out of bed, get dressed, and go to his room.

Sure enough; his name plaque. like Sheldon's, had disappeared, and the room was locked. Of course she'd miss him; he'd been a good friend to her. But, she was glad he got to go home to his kids.

After a minute, she headed away from the door in search of something to eat. Some painkillers wouldn't have gone unnoticed either
...]
[identity profile] featherdrequiem.livejournal.com
[Kuja's been secluding himself since body swap week. It was a hideous experience that left him feeling paranoid enough to be sectioned. However once again his feathers have been ruffled as he starts up the feed. He sounds hoarse and rubs his throat.]

What has that stupid little brat been doing now? I feel weak! I never feel weak like this! Someone explain this nonsense!

[Being an Genome Kuja didn't tend to get sick, so this was almost terrifying. Was this the process of dying? Garland had promised that he'd die not long after Zidane had been created. No he had a glimmer of a memory as to what death felt like when he was trapped in the Lifa tree with Zidane. This wasn't death, but it was something undesirable to say the least.]

How dare she make me ill!

[The feed ends on him beginning to hack from yelling too loudly. Throat lozenges anyone?]
[identity profile] scarsnscalpels.livejournal.com
[When the feed comes on, Black Jack doesn't bother to smile, though his tone is light. His entire demeanor is, as usual, professional and neutral]

I've noticed more than a few people have been showing symptoms of a flu-like illness. I just wanted to let you all know that there are painkillers and cold medications in the medical kits in both the bathroom and kitchen. I should also advise those showing symptoms to rest, and drink plenty of fluids.

I know a lot of you will know all this already, but, it's better to be safe.

[End feed]
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[The feed reveals Ryuutaro who is wearing a face mask with cherry-blossom-print. Obviously he has also been hit by the cold, his voice is a little hoarse. Around him, there is a few teapots.]

Good day. As most of us are hit with a cold now, I've taken the freedom of preparing some fine tea for everyone.
[His opened fan is pointed over at the teapots]
It will hopefully calm down your sore throats a bit. If anybody wants some, just come to the kitchen or - if it's so bad that you can't leave your room- ask me to bring you a bit.

[This isn't as honest as it sounds, actually he just wants people to think positively of him, without caring for their well-being very much, but he makes good tea and... it's the result that counts, right?]

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