200. New inmates and beaches.

[thegooddrjones]

I know with the whole network being mental, people probably missed the announcement about medical exams. The medical exam takes five minutes, is no touch and the results are entirely confidential. They're useful for creating a medical baseline in case you're injured, ill, end up in a coma or are dealing with the death toll. If possible, I advise

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[thegooddrjones]

Nope. Even vampires and the dead have the death toll. Actually, that's one of the reasons why it's so important; it lets us know what's normal for you.

[thegooddrjones]

Yes. What your normal body settings are.

[thegooddrjones]

She's alright. She's in a coma at the moment.

And I'll be in the infirmary all afternoon.

[thegooddrjones]

I'm afraid not, coma's don't work like that. However, they wake up and have no ill side effects; it'll be as if she'd had a lengthy nap.

But I can be in the infirmary at night if you like.

Spam?

[thegooddrjones]

Of course.

I look forward to it.

Spam!

[thegooddrjones]

[Martha had been in the office, and she looked out for Lestat, despite being entirely uncertain what was the normal time for sunset and what wasn't. It was a part of the whole living on a ship where there was no sun or any source of natural lighting.

However, when she saw the man, Martha rose to her feet, watching him for a moment as she headed over and extended her hand. The look was entirely professional.]

Hello, Lestat.

Spam!

[thegooddrjones]

[The noticably cold hand made her worry, and she watched him for a moment before he asked her what she wanted to be called.]

Martha, please. There's loads of Doctors here. [The word when she spoke it definitely had an implicit capital letter. When she smiled at him, there was concern in it.]

Lestat, how long has it been since you've fed?

Spam!

[thegooddrjones]

There's blood served in the dining hall at all the meals. It takes just like human. Hell, for all we know it is human blood.

You don't need to wait between feeding.