All Around Town, Early Thursday Morning

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Well. Tink had just about had enough of all of these sniffly, disgusting sick people ruining her pretty and fun little island. Couldn't they show a little respect? Not everything was about them!!!

Tink flew around very early Thursday morning and put posters up in any place she could think of that would be noticeable.

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There. That ought to do it. Tink flew home to get more beauty sleep. Not, of course, that she needed it.

(OOC: NFI, in that Tink's long gone, but feel free to react. Yes, she's really throwing this party. Yes, it's in horribly bad taste. No, she doesn't care. Bring your evil, your neutral-aligned, your couldn't-give-a-crap-since-it-doesn't-affect-me! Or you can come to sniff at the mean people, but Tink will just laugh at you.)

Around the Island [Thursday]

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Yesterday and last night had been particularly bad but the quarantine is back in place, making sure that no one makes any attempt, futile as it might be, to leave the island. There are security men and troopers to assist with taking any ill to the clinic or answer any questions that anyone might have.

Constable Fraser and Sheriff Mustang are moving throughout the town, checking in at different checkpoints.

(Wait for OCD please. OCD is up!

Fraser and Roy will be moving around town and the checkpoints continuously. One of us will get you to ASAP if you ping in!))

Groovy Tunes, Thursday

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Melody dragged herself to work today, even though she'd woken up feeling less than her best. She was sure her cough was just from some weird allergy ... and if she was scratching at her arms, that was because there was cat fur on her sweater, right? Right. And she felt warm because she needed to get the heater fixed, nothing more.

Maybe she just needed to lie down. She wrapped herself in a fuzzy pink blanket and took a place among the pillows that made up the listening station. Kitties nuzzled at her, and she gave them half-hearted scratches.

She would be fine. She just needed to rest. And who put that Blue Oyster Cult on the sound system?

Technically speaking, Groovy Tunes was open. closed after Agent Cooper stopped in.

Town Hall, Thursday, November 15 -- Morning/Afternoon

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Christian was upset when he found out one of the kids had died the day before and was pissed at himself for taking the day off. The island had been through a lot while he'd been here, but one of the kids dying was unacceptable. He was frustrated by his inability to reach anyone outside the island. No ordering more supplies, no consulting with contagious disease experts. If it had only been the adults sick he might have been trying to head for the hills to save his own ass, but he wasn't about to abandon the kids. They had to find a way to stop this. Especially because now a baby was sick.


[ooc: Plz wait for the massive OCD is up! Thursday mornings are a little crazy here, so I will probably be SP until noon or so. Comment notifications are off, so ping me in the OOC thread if you need me.

*pokes mods* Need tags for Harriet Jones and Grace Winchester, please!]

The Arms Hotel Lobby, Thursday [11/15]

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Gunther had been running the show for two days now and the hotel was still standing, which had to be a miracle. No one on the staff had quit either, but that was more of a credit to Mary.

Willkommen zum Arms Hotel
Heutige Specials sind Komfortnahrung.

Someone, probably the sous chef, had written underneath that you could order whatever type of comfort food you needed and there was free food for anyone volunteering at Town Hall.

[OOC: Same as yesterday, mod Gunther for your food and hotel needs. Please excuse Gunther's very bad German because it's not one of my languages.]

Luke's Diner, November 15 (Thursday)

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When you'd spent most of your working life with no health insurance and dodgy (at best) immigration status, you tended to try and avoid getting sick as much as possible, which was why Yitzhak had spent the better part of the week holed up in his apartment after he'd heard the first reports of people falling ill. When yesterday's attempt to get the hell off the island had completely failed, he'd gotten back home just in time to catch Zoe's announcement on the radio.

Yitzhak had gotten the hell out of Croatia when it had become evident that a war was going to break out, but there was no escaping Fandom now. Besides, this island had become home to him in a way no other place ever really had. He'd been free to be himself and do as he pleased for the first time in as long as he could remember, and yes, he was actually happy here.

It had been almost a charmed existence, somehow -- trolls and dinosaurs aside, nothing truly tragic had touched his life here since he'd arrived, and things had always worked out all right for everyone on the island in the end. But this news -- learning that a student had died of the epidemic -- jarred him out of his usual comfortable complacency.

Even Yitzhak was capable of sympathy, much as he'd learned to hide his more vulnerable emotions over the years. So he ventured out of his apartment and down to the diner, set out the old brunch buffet bar, and got out a wheeled cart that also got loaded down with food and coffee. The doctors and volunteers would be needing their strength, and after countless disappointing gigs and the night-long road trips that followed Yitzhak knew how much good a few bites of food could do when you were exhausted and emotionally beaten down.

Leaving the diner in the care of the kitchen staff, he changed into a sexy nurse outfit and set out for town hall, wheeling his cart of food and coffee in front of him.

Yes, he was going to go help. But damned if he wasn't going to look fabulous while he was at it.

Today's Specials
Free food -- all you can eat.

[OOC: No OCD today, and mod all the food you want; Yitzhak's off to town hall.]

Turtle & Canary; Thursday [ 11/15 ]

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Apu had gotten the message about Miss Turtle being sick and not being able to make it in today, so there he was, sweeping the floor of the store and thinking that it seemed rather silly to be open when anyone who would patronize the place was already sick. But he kept the phamecuticals well stocked and relished in not wearing the banana suit, since Miss Turtle was sick and not able to make it in today.

Today's Squishy flavors: Pepto Bismol, Robotussum, Red.

Turtle & Canary is open and OCD-less.

Wellspring Arms & Meditation Center, Thursday

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Cable had said at the library that it was okay to sit, today, with piles of books.

So that's what Rikku was doing. Poring over them, looking for anything that might help.

The store was mostly open in case anyone wanted to come in and meditate. And if they did, Rikku might be tempted to join them.

Caritas [Thursday evening]

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Robin wasn't sick, though she'd been carefully checking for the signs all day. Which was why she headed into work Thursday evening, wondering if maybe she should close the bar and go help or something.

But then it occurred to her that if she were working in the hospital with sick people, she'd really, really want somewhere to go drink.

So Caritas was open, but Robin's mood could have been a lot better.

[I'm around, omg.]

Town Hall - Thursday Evening

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Doogie was not at all happy about how the emergency clinic looked when he came in. There were too many people there, too many students, not to mention the baby, and he had a moment of feeling helpless before he pulled himself together and got down to business. There had to be something that could be done to help everyone.

[OCD of doom is up! I'm heading home right now, so if there are any problems, e-mail me at celestialnature@gmail.com and I'll fix them around 7:15 when I get home. Tags will be added then too.]