[Mayday] Seeking the odd ones out
Who: Mayday, River, Ripley, Claire, Chris
Where: The Staff, hallway outside of/in Room E
When: Day 28, morning, after/during Search and Rescue
Invited: Anyone wandering down the hall
Status: Incomplete
May hurried down the corridor, balancing a plate of pancakes, a bottle of Tylenol she'd liberated from someone's bag, and two bottles of water with uncanny ease as she sprinted down the hall towards the bedroom. How could she have forgotten the other two they'd left behind - especially the girl who couldn't turn off mind-reading? Some of the people who'd passed out had admitted they were psychic, and if it hurt them that badly...
She screeched to a halt outside the door, still balancing the food and water and pills - it seemed extraneous given what she'd just figured out, but on the off chance they were okay and recovered, an offering of food without having to deal with a crowd would at least be something.
There seemed to be a whimpering noise inside, although she couldn't tell through the solid door, it was so quiet. May took a deep breath to calm herself before knocking and forced herself to focus on something not-panicky - namely, the pancakes she was carrying. "Hello? Are you all right? I have food. And painkillers."
Well, as peace offerings went, neither could be too bad.
Where: The Staff, hallway outside of/in Room E
When: Day 28, morning, after/during Search and Rescue
Invited: Anyone wandering down the hall
Status: Incomplete
May hurried down the corridor, balancing a plate of pancakes, a bottle of Tylenol she'd liberated from someone's bag, and two bottles of water with uncanny ease as she sprinted down the hall towards the bedroom. How could she have forgotten the other two they'd left behind - especially the girl who couldn't turn off mind-reading? Some of the people who'd passed out had admitted they were psychic, and if it hurt them that badly...
She screeched to a halt outside the door, still balancing the food and water and pills - it seemed extraneous given what she'd just figured out, but on the off chance they were okay and recovered, an offering of food without having to deal with a crowd would at least be something.
There seemed to be a whimpering noise inside, although she couldn't tell through the solid door, it was so quiet. May took a deep breath to calm herself before knocking and forced herself to focus on something not-panicky - namely, the pancakes she was carrying. "Hello? Are you all right? I have food. And painkillers."
Well, as peace offerings went, neither could be too bad.