[The moment Rei hears the word comatose, one thing springs to her mind and will not disappear.

Tieria-san...

He appeared to be suffering from the sleeping sickness yesterday. What if he winds up in the hospital? She doesn't want to bother him if he is feeling unwell, but there has to be some way to find out -

- finally, she runs to the hospital, letting the bots know that no, she is not injured - she's here to assist with the ill any way she can. She'll get them into beds, fetch and carry for them, anything. And this way, if Tieria-san comes in, she'll know.]

((ooc: anyone who needs help dealing with a body, feel free to comment here and Rei will help you! Sure, she's got an ulterior motive, but her heart's in the right place!))

...I realize I've taken a long time to get back to you. But sometime, after disappearances, people appear again.

I'm sorry. Your...

[Sakamoto wanted to say friend, but he knew that it was something more.]

Ritsuka-kun is no longer in the building.

[Unfortunately, despite a friend walking her home, despite the hardiness that no doubt comes with being a farmer, despite a lot of things...

...Mami's just a normal girl, you know. When push comes to shove, she's only human. She's not as strong as the supernatural beings in this prison.


If anyone goes to Mami's garden in Sector 5 today, they won't find her there. However, if anyone goes to a small place-of-residence very nearby...well, the door isn't locked, and in the doorway, there is an unconscious farmer girl.

Looks like whatever is going around got her too.]

--cking annoying... you sure I need this thing?

[ Right off the bat, the voice sounds irritated and annoyed. There were a couple of beeps as Kazuma kept trying to figure out what each button on the communicator did, but it was pretty obvious he just barely had the patience for it. ]

[ A very patient female voice responds.] Yes, it's very useful. Even if you don't wear it all the time it's good to have it around just in case.

It looks ridiculous.

You will get used to it.

I'm not looking to get used to it.

[ She has heard that already. Ignoring and moving on. ] Do you need help understanding how it works?

Tch. [ He pauses for a moment, clicking a button or two on it. ] Actually, yeah. How do you turn off this annoying red light?

Oh... That means it is on.

[ Silence. For a good couple of seconds. ]

... What.

((ooc: Pink is Euphie. :3))

[Euphie blinks and looks around her room. Her eyes sting as if strained and her limbs feel heavy as if weighted. She notices Cornelia is already out of bed, but it must still be late for her to be so exhausted. With no windows to judge time from light, she turns her head toward her bedside clock. She blinks again and even squints but the time doesn't change. She's been asleep a long time. If she doesn't get up now her breakfast with Lelouch will become a lunch.

It's with that thought, wanting to check on her brother and keep her promise, that she manages to push herself into a sitting position with much more effort than should be necessary. Tired as she is, her mind doesn't focus on why it is so difficult, she just encourages herself onward. First a quick shower and then she'll place a breakfast order or ask someone to do her the favor of preparing it and then she'll be on her way. She just has to concentrate on these small steps, so the task doesn't seem so big.

Little steps. Tiny steps.

Like the shuffling ones she is taking toward the door. Her room, which normally seems so small, now feels as if it has room enough for a marathon runner to practice laps.

But she promised Lelouch. Little steps. Tiny steps. And her hand at last latches onto the door knob, pulling it open. When did it get so heavy?

Now in the hall, wearing her pink satin pajamas, one hand stays firmly planted on the wall for support as she takes labored steps toward the bath. Her normally perfect posture becomes increasingly hunched and her pace slows further. Little steps. Tiny steps. No steps.

And she slides down the wall until she is slumped on the floor. ]

(OOC: Why, yes, she is affected by Tear. )

[He's lying there in the street, completely unconscious, so early it's before even the dim pre-morning light that usually suffuses the dome in the morning. He's sleeping deeply -- far too deep to even be aware that he's sleeping, and far too deep to be stirred.

[Even after he's brought to his bed, even after being shaken and called for, he keeps sleeping...]



((ooc: post intended to center Lelouch's... "activity" for the day in one place))

[...He should've acted sooner on this, healed her when he got the chance. Now it's too late: Xion's not waking up. Voice fairly calm despite the situation,]

Xion. ...C'mon, kid, get up. [It's a broadcasted hint to those people who actually care about her that she's not as she should be, but it's subtle enough so that any suspicious individual listening in won't get the wrong impression that she's now vulnerable. Regardless, he will be protecting her, so don't even think about it. Axel shakes her shoulders a bit, trying to get a response, and though he knows that she's still breathing he's growing more and more concerned that that might not be the case if he doesn't act.]

[private to Roxas]

Roxas. Get in here.

[Like yesterday, this morning's announcement had given Lacus yet more cause for concern. But if there was something she could do to help, she was going to do it. Even if she did feel rather lethargic herself.]

[She heads straight for the kitchen to start making chicken soup and tea for anyone who might be feeling tired. Anyone who runs into her in the corridors or the kitchen will find her moving very slowly, deliberately, quite unlike the casual grace with which she usually moves. If she stands still, or sits, her eyelids start to droop, and so she just keeps moving. Slowly, and carefully, cutting carrots and peeling potatoes. It's so... difficult to move, but she's determined.]

Good morning everyone. [a pause, as if catching her breath] If anyone is feeling ill and would like some tea or soup, I'm preparing some and would be happy to bring them over to anyone who would like them. There's plenty, so please don't hesitate!

((OOC: she... may pass out, so anyone who wants to catch them a swooning damsel let me know~))

[Cain is nothing if not prepared.]

[Sure, he didn't know if he was going to get hit with this incredibly terrifying sleep plague, but it was better to be safe than sorry. His night was spent camping outside the hospital with a flask of hot recaff coffee, because, hey, he's slept in far more hostile places than the shadow of a building during pleasant weather.]

[With the morning's arrival, it's only by sheer willpower that Cain wakes up and claws his way to the hospital, stumbling into the lobby and giving up somewhere obvious for the drones to find and tuck him away into a hospital bed.]


((OOC: Please feel free to put any hospital-based interactions in here, too! I can take it!))

[Todays announcements came a bit too late for Kyouya's liking. As he did most days, he went to the library and somewhere along the lines, he started feeling a bit more tired than usual. Which is saying a lot when it comes to him.

By the time the announcements came on, he was passed out at a table, his laptop left on and open, books spread out on the table in front of him, and a very sick looking Kyouya in the middle of it all.]

((OOC: Techincally he's still on hiatus, but I had volunteered him for Tear's event so I just decided to put this up or I'd feel a bit guilty for not actually doing what I said I'd do for him XD))

Good morning inmates. It is the 60th day of the third generation.

The requests for the following inmates are available: Princess Euphemia, Tieria Erde, Len Kagamine, Kyouya Ootori and Lavi. They are at the entrance to Sector 0.

This system notes that of last night some inmates have displayed impaired functions and unusual lifesigns. Those who are having difficulties should be admitted to the hospital as soon as possible, where the remote units present there will assist them. They have special equipment to enable them to care for comatose individuals. Inmates who are capable of offering aid are encouraged to do so as well.

((ooc: new post given recent events. She's not wearing her communicator, so if anyone was calling for her, they'll have to find her here. And she'll only understand Japanese.))

[Risa is like a wildcat in a cage. She paces in and out of the room she shares with Takami, up and down the hallways, around the kitchen, through the common room - it's driving her utterly crazy being here. Axel told her to get inside, and she's going to follow through with that promise, but gosh! Everyone is sick! It's terrible, not being able to do anything. She's even taken off her communicator so that she won't be tempted to run outside.

Is anyone else trapped in the shelter, unable to do anything? Is anyone else feeling helpless and lost as the entire prison seems to fall apart? She feels so lonely.]

[Al wakes up very tired. He wants to just roll over and go back to sleep, but he listens to Acumen's morning announcements. What he hears worries him. Impaired functions? Unusual lifesigns? Comatose?

He sits up in bed, Tama meowing and brushing up against him for attention. He manages a small smile, giving his cat two pats before he climbs to his feet, takes two steps forward, and flops to the floor lightheaded.

What was going on...? Was something going around? Al closes his eyes and leans his head back against the bed. He's probably just sick... He'll probably be fine... Just needs to get more sleep... He doesn't want to worry anyone. But... Acumen said that people should go to the hospital... He isn't sure about unusual lifesigns but impaired functions...

He could just climb back in bed and sleep... but Al hesitates. Their mother had been sick and she'd acted like nothing was wrong with her. She'd died because she hadn't wanted to worry anyone, because she hadn't gotten help. Al doesn't think he is that bad; surely he can't be that sick... but that nagging worry is still in the back of his mind. Get an adult, then. Get someone to help, since he feels so very tired and doesn't think he can get there on his own.

Al doesn't want to worry Ed or Winry... Akane's friend had just died... Conrad. Ask Conrad.

His mind isn't thinking very clearly, however, so even though he doesn't want to worry anyone else, he forgets to put a filter on to just his friend. He sounds exhausted.]

C-Conrad...? Are you... are you busy...?

[Going to get the video from Acumen was really a hard thing to do. Len had woken up feeling extremely tired today, he hadn’t even noticed that Rin was no longer in the room with him; it took him a long while to gather the strength to leave the bed. The walk to the Kiosk was very hard; he kept falling to the floor:  his legs didn’t want to respond. Once he arrived, it took him a moment to remember why he was there… He soon remembered and picked the disk, turning around to leave again.

So there he was, heading to the shelter, half asleep and almost falling a lot of times. He knew that he shouldn’t have ignored Acumen’s warning and go to the hospital, but the servant wanted to know how his princess was. How long had it been in his world? Here, only a month passed… But time acted in strange ways here, and Rin was alone, without him. And that worried him.]




((ooc: okay, Len still hasn't noticed that Rin has left Marina. That'll bring angst later, lol. Well, the first part is open to everybody (the road from the kiosk to the shelter) while the secont is closed. Feel free to bother him!!))

[Peering out the window of her home, Jennifer waits for the nice man to arrive as promised. He was going to help take her two sleeping charges to the hospital where they could get the help they needed because she was starting to doubt that anything she had done had helped them! At least she had a bag made up for each in case they did wake up mysteriously. Just because they were in the hospital, didn't mean they couldn't have a handful of luxuries to occupy their time! But first she had to wait for that person to arrive.]

((ooc: Obviously, Kefka's come out to play. Mostly closed, but anyone is free to stumble on them to either stop Kefka from doing mean things or watch helplessly as he does them. /is done))

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[ was on his way back from the bathroom, but he didn't quite make it. he's passed out, propped up against the wall, halfway toward his bedroom; sprawled out just enough to be tripped over. ]



((ooc: Comatime is go! :D))