The Tiberius J. Swann Education Facility

Who: Adam and Rez
What: Talking and discussing and most likely yelling
Where: Adam's dorm
When: Midmorning


Adam was dead to the world Saturday night and all day Sunday. He felt like shit and didn't want to mess with anyone. Thankfully his Uncle Jon gave him a pass and left him alone Sunday to just lay around and sleep. So he slept and slept and slept and woke up to pea and sip water before going back to sleep some more. It was around 10:30ish in the morning that he finally felt more alive and enough to get out of bed and try to eat something. His stomach was growling and refusing at the same time. It made him want to throw up a bit. So, maybe it was best to stick to water or the sprite he got when he managed to drag himself to the vending machine to make his belly feel better. God he hated coke right then. Adam wasn't even sure if he could drink the soda anymore without feeling queasy. It was on his way back, an adventure done in his sleeping shorts alone, that he came back to an uncle coming down the hall. Wonderfuuuuuuuuul. He was already begging for death, but now he was down on his knees.

Who:  Declan, Ikon and Syn. Later Wes!
Where: On campus, near the staff apartments
When: Afternoon
What: Declan's doing rounds and collapses! Ikon and Syn to the rescue.


Not having felt his best for the past couple days, Declan was trying to take it easy on his shifts, spending most of the time in the office watching the cameras, filing paperwork and only doing rounds when it was necessary. Unfortunately now seemed to be one of those times. Classes had just started, so most students were out of the halls meaning he probably wouldn't run into anyone on his walk. Though it wasn't typical for him, at the moment that suited Declan just fine. He threw on a jacket over his light sweater before heading out for the walk around the campus.

With stomach cramps, headache and nausea, it would have been a smarter decision to ask Garret to cover his shift  so Dec could rest. It didn't make sense to the dryad why he was feeling ill and he was focusing on that while walking. He was a tree. He wasn't supposed to catch bugs like the flu. His usual route was taking twice as long, something Declan noticed when he was close to the staff apartments. He paused for a moment, trying to get the energy together to make it back to the office. It wasn't working. Dec closed his eyes as the ground rushed forward to catch him as he passed out.