Andrew pulled a towel out of his bag and spread it out over the damp grass before sitting down. It was cold and threatening to rain, but he had two grape Squishies and a stack of comics he hadn't had a chance to read yet ( Read more... )

The memorial service was held on the flat hilltop overlooking the ocean, and at its edge rested an old-fashioned wooden boat, worn and weathered. There were chairs for those still too weak to stand and four torches, burning steadily, set in the ground at the four cardinal points. The day was bright and clear, a light breeze blowing out to sea, but ( Read more... )

Karal was not thinking. About anything. Not about what they'd found out in the library, not about what they'd found out on the boat. Not about what would happen if this didn't work.

His mind was filled with formless hope while he went through the automatic motions of boiling water and setting out the teapot. They would be bringing plants back ( Read more... )

Katara was almost completely unconscious in a cot but the Town Hall's makeshift hospital was ticking over like a well-oiled machine.  Even as volunteers and doctors grew more and more tired, their dedication still won out as each patient was tended to carefully.

[OOC:  And this is the last hospilinic post!  The researchers are very close to a cure ( Read more... )

Deep in the preserve, there was a small dell sheltered from the rough sea breezes by tall, old trees.  The forest animals knew of this place, and squirrels and birds had constructed elaborate nests here that were revisited every year.

The animals rarely paid attention to the ground cover though.  It wasn't good eating, but years of fallen leaves ( Read more... )

Trenor was being remarkably well behaved considering he'd been locked up all week, bearing Karal and Willow with good grace around the island's edge. It couldn't be too much farther. If the boat was here, they had to find it soon, because they were going to run out of island ( Read more... )

The quaratine is still in effect to make sure that no one makes any attempt to leave the island. The usual troops and security type people are available to help those who may be ill or to answer any questions people may have.

The standard checkpoints are set up at the docks and causeway to make sure no one tries to get in or out. Dale and perhaps ( Read more... )

Christian hated feeling this helpless. The number of patients were growing, and nothing was relieving their symptoms. Even the kids with their magic mumbo jumbo could only bring fevers down for a short time.

He didn't want to admit defeat, but things were not looking good.

[ooc: Wait for the OCD! May take a few minutes as we have another ( Read more... )

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 ( Read more... )

It was noon, a time sacred to Vkandis when the sun was highest in the sky. The rain hid it from view, but Karal knew it was there. Like everyone else, he was exhausted, but there was something he had to do ( Read more... )