Tell me how hungry are you? How weak you must feel...
The secondary quarantine zone is not exactly buzzing with excitement... More like nervous apprehension. That’s sort of the point, given the current state of affairs (the local news isn’t exactly a nice thing to be watching right now) and a sad lack of recent updates via the journals. A few (well one) know better and are quietly placating the masses with assurances when they need to be given, but mostly everything’s been about as calm as any nerve-wracking moment like this can be.
Two residents of the quarantine zone are worth noting.
First there’s Natasha, who is pacing frenetically up and down the halls. The fact that she hasn’t been an angel for ten years and is therefore not exactly immune makes her nervous- not because she could easily contract it and die, but because she can’t be down in the basement with some of the other angels helping. She’s gone far past any desire for her own self-preservation, after all. It’s inconsequential and she misses being able to help others, especially when she knows the inevitable endgame of this charade she’s engaged in will probably be harming them.
And then there’s Sark who is currently holed up in his temporary room with a bottle of champagne (don’t ask how he manages to obtain these things given everything that’s going on, the mun has no idea), watching the aforementioned local news... Or well, he’s staring at it. Whether or not he’s actually watching it is probably up for debate, considering the fact that he looks more than a little distracted and definitely more than a little tense. Well, being on the wrong side of something akin to an act of bioterrorism courtesy of the Rift can do that to a person used to being on the other side of those sorts of things, even if they’re usually not very successful and... Yeah, probably best not to go there.
His door’s not exactly locked, but that’s mostly because he’s smart enough to know that if anyone intends to track him down, they’re probably not going to be stopped by a locked door, considering the sort of people here who have been prone to tracking him down in the past. Yay for him.