QUARANTINE

[hashtagparkerluck]

Who: The Sick. (AKA Anyone that caught the Void Train Plague) People who are not sick can enter at their own risk.
What: Peter got a bunch of people sick There's a cold/flu going around. Oh no!
Where: Game Car
When: Day 1-4 of Domino


[ If you find yourself coughing or sneezing or with flu/cold like symptoms come on down to the game car. There's cushy beanbags, games and probably soup. ]

[ You'll still be miserable but at least you'll have games and soup. ]

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Gwen - OTA

[hibana_incursa]

[ Guess who is too sick to make a web-hammock to sleep in, and guess who finally admits that she is in fact a germy, gross, hot mess?

Still not this girl! Not that she'll admit.

She has a bowl of Evie's soup nearby, and she's eaten...some of it. It's damn good soup, but Gwen is not in the mood. Instead, she's plugged her iPhone into the wall and has propped it up on some books.

She's taken over one of the beanbag chairs and has a blanket over her head as she's stretched out on her stomach, watching Warm Bodies.

Come bother. Expect crabbiness. Except maybe Peter or Miles. ]

[hashtagparkerluck]

[ Why doesn't he feel any better by day two? What happened to his speedy metabolism that burned through these things? He coughs harshly, groaning about how much this sucks. He's laid out on his stomach next to her but his head is down and he's only listening to the movie. ]

Why can't cold medicine work for us?

[ He asks, voice sounding weak and pitiful. Someone's been talking too much. ]

[afterburner]

You know. [Renee starts this conversationally.] If he weren't your love muffin, I think I might try to rough him up a little.

[usernamesarecool]

[ He's not a doctor but he is The Doctor and can on some occasions pose as a medical doctor. Which, considering so many people seem to have come down with this cold or flu or whatever, is probably exactly what he needs to be doing. ]

Hullo, I'm the Doctor-sorry to interrupt. [ He's not really. ] But I need to check your temperature and vitals. Anything I should know first?

Conan - OTA

[deductiongeek]

[ Conan is wrapped up in every blanket he could find and several chapters into his tenth re-read of The Complete Almost Sherlock Holmes. There is a bowl of soup and a mug of tea growing cold beside him.

Bother at your own risk. ]

[hashtagparkerluck]

[ Peter frowns in Conan's direction because he really feels bad about getting him sick. He should have just accepted that maybe Spider-Man does get sick. ]

S-sorry... this is.. this is my fault.

Care Visit

[azrthmtrnznthos]

[Raven meant what she said in her PSA, and is taking her own precautions too. Most notably it is likely the first time quite a few people will have seen her without her cloak and cowl. Despite the cold, Raven's actually just in the purple polo shirt and black pants and boots of the train-uniform. But she has with her a small bag, and a surgical-style-white mask on her face.]

Well, I came to see if you needed more tea but you've barely drank what you have already. Fluids will help, you know.

[stealsyourheart]

[ Look, you or Peter got him sick, he's going to bother you as much as he wants.

Kaito flops beside him and buries his head in the pillow ]

Hateeeeeee being sick. Lady luck has forsaken me. I don't even have anything to read...

[ He is ABSOLUTELY eyeing that Holmes enviously ]

OTA

[dredefulchilde]

On the first day of Domino, a stupid Spider-Boy gave to me...

...the train plague.

Joscelin is dead, thank you very much. He died of the real plague 670 years ago, give or take. He can’t get sick. The only times he’s ever been remotely this unwell were when his body was fighting back against poison, or he accidentally overexerted himself in a magical healing situation (don’t ask). Not like this.

He wakes up on the second day of Domino feeling a little achey and tired, and by dinner time that evening his voice won’t go above a hoarse croak. He goes to bed early that night but sleeps badly, waking himself up with a cough or plugged sinuses.

By the next morning, his fever is so high that he actually has a temperature: his normally cool skin actually feels like warm to the touch. His head is pounding.

“I don’t get sick,” he protests to whoever will listen. “I can’t get sick. I’m not even alive!”

[hashtagparkerluck]

Peter sniffles from a nearby beanbag chair. He's got a book in hand, another chemistry book by the look at it and is more squinting at the words rather than actually reading them.

"I have a super metabolism. I'm not supposed to get sick. My metabolism is supposed to burn through it." That's not really how that works but never mind that.

Princess- OTA

[mtsilver_conquor]

By day two, Princess has been relegated to quarantine and is a (miserable) ball of pink. Eva feels bad, but given there's no pokemon centre she can take him to...

It's for the best.

Not that Princess shows it, by the way he hops about, steals laps (Yes, any open lap will do) and tries to con people into feeding him, but there's telltale signs: the way his wings are held tight against his back, the tighter than normal curl of his tail, the way in which he curls up.

The sneezes here and there.

Sure he's stealing your lap, but it's less because he can and more because he's sick and miserable.

Re: Princess- OTA

[hibana_incursa]

Gwen has an open lap and got Princess his own bowl of soup. The noodles are handmade. The soup is awesome. Gwen is willing to help feed Princess.

She's watching old videos of herself playing the drums, not because she wants to? But because she hit a playlist expecting one thing, got this, and is just leaving it.

Whatever. She doesn't care. Just eat your dang soup, Princess.

Miles - OTA

[shouldertouching]

[ It is most certainly all Peter's fault. Miles is unhappily in the game car and he feels awful. Being sick just makes him homesick for his mom. The soup on the train has nothing on hers, of course and what kid doesn't just want their mom when they feel like death incarnate.

So, he's claimed one of the beanbags and alternates between drawing and playing games and pushing a spoon around soup without ever actually eating anything.

Excuse him while he dramatically feels like he's dying. ]

[hashtagparkerluck]

[ Look, he can't help it that he got sick and they happen to share a room. ]

Wanna like.. play connect four or something?

[ he asks from where he's laying on a beanbag and just staring at the ceiling. A big problem Peter has is that even if he's sick he hates staying still for too long. ]

Renee-OTA

[afterburner]

[Pete, Renee didn't say it was your fault. But she sure as heck is going to blame you. She isn't attempting to be self-sufficient right now because Renee doesn't want to get anyone else sick...or get sicker herself. For the moment, she's just crashed out with a blanket on some flat surface. She wants to be horizontal right now.]

Aren't you guys supposed to be immune to this shit? What the fuck happened?

[If Tony Stark happens to hear this and wants to try to ground her for cussing, well, he's welcome to. She's not doing much of anything right now, anyway.]

Care-Visit

[azrthmtrnznthos]

[Raven actually appreciates that the other girl had gotten out of room 2-E early. It meant less chances she'd infect the rest of them. Still, although they shared a cabin, it was unusual to find Raven not wearing her cloak and cowl. Actually, aside from the white cloth mask, she was wearing the purple polo and black pants and boots of the train uniform. And carrying a small bag.]

Stranger things have happened. When's the last time you ate or drank anything?

Day 4: Yep, him too.

[runs_on_batteries]

He'd been bringing the kids tea and soup the last few days and this is karma? Damn karma needs to shove it up her..

Okay so near the end of the fourth day, right when some of the other kids might be starting to feel better, yet one more person comes in to collapse on the couch- shoving whoever was on the couch off (unless it's Romeo or Madoka) in the process.

"Someone who isn't Peter go get me a hot water bottle and tell Ignis he's in charge of the train."

[dredefulchilde]

Apparently Joss gets cuddly when he’s sick. Who knew?

Tony might have shoved Joss off the couch, but he crawls right back up and leans against Tony, offering his box of tissues. His fever still hasn’t broken so he’s radiating heat for the first time since his death centuries ago, and he’s hating every second of it.

“‘M not gonna do it,” he croaks, too sick for the impeccable BBC English he usually adopts. “Send someone else.”

Care-Visits! OTA

[azrthmtrnznthos]

Raven IS one of the healers on the train, both magically and with some knowledge and skill of more normal and mundane medicine. She's taking her OWN advice and being very, very careful when she visits. Mostly by washing her hands (and herself, and her clothing) more, and minimizing what comes into contact with those infected.

Which means she's actually not covered up in her usual cowl and cloak, but the white cloth mask covering her nose and mouth. The purple polo and black pants and boots of her Train uniform are her minimum, and the small bag she carries with supplies and medicine come with her.

She's wearing gloves if she needs to, but is doing her best to make sure everyone is hydrating and resting. Trying to keep a time and check on fevers and symptoms, and hopefully no one will need anything more than just time and rest.

hi fellow babysitter

[enthunder]

What medical knowledge Lightning has is her training in the Guardian Corps, which mostly boils down to 'how to keep someone stable until the professionals arrive', and her experience as a big sister, which is more a second sense of when someone needs a cup of water or another blanket. And a mild immunity to whining.

She's roughly in the same boat is Raven, basically, except her mask is black. And she's coming onto a 'shift' as Raven is either leaving or going to fetch more supplies.

"How're they doing?"

[myblueskies]

Helping

Romeo didn't know what was happening at first when he first starting feeling weird. His nose felt funny and his head felt muggy and he felt dizzy when he stood up. He was warm and cold all at the same time.

He had no idea what was going on but soon he learned that this was what being sick meant. He couldn't remember being sick before, he hadn't been sick in the heavens. He found his way to the game carriage when he learned that that was where the sick people were.

Once there he did his best to help keep peoples spirits up, he walked around and tried to cheer people up. Offered to play games with the people who were up for it.

He knew that you shouldn't make food when you were sick because you might give your sickness to everyone else so he didn't do that, but he tried to help people as best he could!

Sleeping

Being sick was exhausting though and soon Romeo could be found on a beanbag. He had sat down with his book Romeo and Juliet but he couldn't really concentrate on the words and soon he was fast asleep.

For those with enhanced senses or great hearing this might be concerning because the small child slumped on the beanbag definitely does not have a heartbeat at all.

sleeping

[enthunder]

When she returned for perhaps the fourth time to the quarantined carriage holding more supplies from storage, she didn't blink at Romeo passed out. He'd been moving around so much she was honestly surprised it had taken him this long, was all. Fortunately, even leaning over him to drape one of the fresh blankets around his shoulders, her senses were only mildly enhanced and his breathing was enough that she just tucked the corners around him and decided to let him be.

Bucky | Just here to help | OTA

[luckybucky]

Technically, Bucky was on laundry duty this month but he'd dragged Peter, coughing and feverish, through most of the train. Which meant at least some of this was his fault.

Since he can't get sick, it's only fair for him to help out, bringing in tea or soup or whatever people needed. If someone gives him puppy eyes, maybe he could even be convinced to hold them.

And no, he's not bringing people things they're allergic to. He hopes.

[queenvictoria]

Peggy is alarmed by the number of very young children on the train. What possible reason could there be to abduct so many kids? Especially now that they all seem to have contracted the same virus that the teenage boy she’d first met on the platform a couple of days ago had carried.

Given the utter lack of things to do on the train, Peggy has found herself donning a mask and pitching in to care for the children. Not for the first time, she wonders if this is what 1919 had been like. She’d heard stories about the Spanish Flu pandemic from her parents and other adults growing up, even played nurse to her dolls as a very young child.

She’s just finished passing out what feels like a hundred mugs of tea when she spots Bucky.

“Some of these kids can’t be any older than seven or eight years old,” she says, by way of greeting. “What value could there possibly be in kidnapping them?”

Fëanor | OTA | Elves don't get stupid things like void flu . . . or do they?

[tinkerheart]

Quarantive is all fine but what you all really need is some good prevention tactics

[When half of the train goes down with the plague at first Fëanor doesn't know what to think about it. It's entirely possible he never encountered a sick person in his life. The shock wears off quickly and, really, he can reason like a logical person he is so he's fast to realise that all who got sick had contact with others that were sick before. That's even before anyone tells him it's an infectious disease.

Fortunately patient zero, Peter, because of course it's Peter, who else could that possibly be. Truly the kid has some talent for getting into all sorts of trouble. So Peter has holed himself in the Game Car - where else - and rest of the plagued population followed his example. So isolation works.
He would consult his conclusions with people he knows posses actual medical knowledge. Said people being Ignis or Lightning whoever he can get hold of first. Still, even without their opinion, he'll make sure that every single item, surface or scrap of fabric the diseased has touched gets washed, scrubbed or otherwise thoroughly cleaned.

Business as usual

[Even in the face of such calamity food needs to be made, clothes washed, common and personal spaces cleaned. So no matter the current chores assignments everyone who's not falling over gets recruited - or forced - into whatever task currently needs doing.
Fëanor can be pretty persuasive and he famously won't take no for an answer. That way he can valiantly take over the kitchen and expertly dodge doing the bathroom cleaning duty which he absolutely hates. And even Lightning can't send him condemning looks right now because it's an emergency.

Wildcard...

[ooc: anything else? aaand the question remains... if little dead children can get sick, is it really impossible for immortal Eldar?]

Business as usual

[enthunder]

[ Even if she was the kind of fussy person to condemn him for switching up the chores in the face of a pandemic, he was right: she wouldn't bother. Especially since she appears to be resistant, another unwanted advantage of the crystal pulsing its magic through her body, and is working just as hard as him to pick up the slack.

Her medical knowledge, limited to first aid, on-scene stabilising and the administering of over-the-counter pharmaceuticals, is actually useful for this. Doesn't stop her feeling inadequate, though. ]

Take a breather. None of them are getting any sicker.

roundin up the plagues // thread for Lan Wangji, Lan Sizhui, Wei Wuxian

[enthunder]

[ She'd originally planned to take a break in her cabin, except. She really doesn't know why she thought she'd get away with it. Maybe subconsciously she didn't, because when she passed 1-B only to realise the door was half-open and all three of the Lan family were slumped inside looking like they'd gone three rounds with a Deathgaze, it wasn't really surprise she felt.

Try resignation.

Her break gets further away. First as she collars Fëanor to be another pair of arms. Second, as the two of them move the sick through the four sleeper corridors, through the garden and into the lower floor of the games carriage, which by now is a parade of low-grade misery. Third, as she heartlessly kicks one of the Spider-teens over to their partner so they can arrange the trio on the now vacated beanbag sofa so they stop glaring at her if she moves them more than a few metres apart.

Well, 'glaring'. They're not really awake enough. She appreciates the effort, and ignores it entirely in favour of placing a blanket across them. ]

I'm going to get you some medicine. Try not to talk too much. Fëanor, thanks.

[yilingdaddy]

[ Wei Ying will just...curl up on his husband. To make more room for their son. Yes. Perfect plan. And the blanket gets tugged a little closer around Sizhui before he tucks himself right back in close against Lan Zhan, letting himself drift riiiight back to sleep with a grumpy little (senseless!) mutter about rabbits to the pair who have carried them here.

Wherever 'here' is, he doesn't care so long as his family's with him. ]

Not Sick; Looking for Crayons 🌫 OTA

[really_sketchy]

Naminé was determined to help in whatever way she could. She didn't really understand the way that sickness worked except that a mask would keep her safe and that those who were inflicted with the illness were uncomfortable. It wasn't much but if she could lift their spirits, then maybe it would help them get better.

She had never been in the game car before but it was easy to find the stash of games that resigned there. Dressed in the bright orange hoodie and a mask, she rummaged through the games in search for crayons.

She eventually finds a game called Crayon Rails but until then she can be found neatly siphoning through the different games, occasionally pausing to read the games that looked interesting. There wasn't time for her to stop and check out all the games but she made a mental note to come back when everyone was feeling better.

Anyone who had seen her video about making get-well cards might recognize her and is welcome to help or speak to her.

[ooc: She'll be back with get well cards the next day as well.]

after crayons found, in the dining car

[littlepaperbird]

Paper, clad with a mask in the shape of a dog snout to accommodate his beak, found Namine in the dining car. She was already hard at work making get well cards with the crayons she found and the paper she was given. Paper sat across from Namine and watched for a moment before he spoke, then finally piped up.

"Can I help?" He wasn't very good at drawing, but he was excellent at forgery. Maybe he could copy some of the things Namine drew and combine them in different ways to make unique cards.

After she comes down with Plague - OTA

[queenvictoria]

There are few things in this universe that Peggy Carter dislikes more than being ill. There's so much that she could be (should be, really) doing, but instead she's forced to sit amongst a train car full of sniffling teenagers and try to ignore the pounding headache right behind her eyes.

Luckily, she seems to have wound up with a milder case than some of the kids. Her fever is low, and she hasn't developed the rattling cough she's seen in many of the children.

But even a slight cold is an annoyance. It's a loss of control that she can't stand, not when there is so much to be done. She sighs and deals herself into a game of Solitaire, thinking rather uncharitable thoughts about Peter Parker and his foolish insistence that he be out on the platform to greet the new prisoners. So much could have been avoided if he'd simply stayed in his room.

[stealsyourheart]

"Solitaire's a bit lonely, Miss. Want a game of poker?"

One of said teenagers is looking... much better, actually. Kaito blesses the kami who looks after thieves and magicians as he's always bounced back quickly. He'd still be annoying Conan, but the little detective is about ready to use the dreaded Shoes, and he'd prefer no concussions, so... besides, this lady looks REALLY bored.

He offers her a paper rose with a cheerful grin.

ota

[alchemists]

[ Elfnein was asleep hunched over at a table with books opened to all different pages. Normally this wouldn't been such a big deal, but Elfnein isn't one to nap nor really get a proper amount of sleep. Her cheeks are red and there's a look of discomfort on her face. ]

Carol...

[ The only thing her mind could think of in it's flu ridden state was of her other self. ]

[dredefulchilde]

Joscelin was absolutely miserable for about 36 hours, but he seems to be getting better a bit faster than the others. (The vampire curse probably has something to do with that.) He stays in the game car though, partially because he’s still experiencing some symptoms and partially because he wants to look after his friends.

Like Elfnein.

She looks awful, sitting of by herself. He walks over to try to shift her towards one of the beds they’ve set up. His hand brushes hair out of her face, and he can feel the heat of her fever on her forehead.

“Come on, you. You’ll get a terribly stiff neck if you sleep like that.”

The Doctor | OTA

[usernamesarecool]

[ Did someone call for the Doctor? He's not, strictly speaking a Doctor but if a medical professional is needed then he's happy to take a look. Although there's not much to do for the common cold so don't expect much. ]

[ Gather around boys and girls and nonbinary folks and he'll take your temperature, check your vitals, whatever you need. He might even bring you tea and fluff your pillows! ]

[ Ignore that eventually he starts to sound a little sniffly himself. He's fine, he can still help you in this trying time. ]


(( OOC: Yes, he is going to be checking temperatures with the sonic. ))

[azrthmtrnznthos]

[As long as he actually can help without making things worse or getting infected himself? Raven doesn't care what his doctorate might be in. That sniffling is getting her attention though, which has her approaching him. Arms crossed, cloth mask on, and just in her purple-and-black train uniform instead of her usual cloak and cowl.]

Please tell me you've been keeping track of your health too? Washing your hands, eating and sleeping normally so you can minimize your chance of infection.

Maglor | Another stupid elf who can't really get sick | OTA

[seawanderer]

Quarantine

This elf comes bearing blankets, pillows, water, and soup at various points of the day, working tirelessly for the comfort of those who are ill. But also he strikes up a song, offering healing to those born under the curse of this virus. Selflessly spending his own energy if it will help ease the suffering of those in this carriage.


Elsewhere

Maglor doesn't have much time to spare, but what he does have is more hours of being awake (or, well, he'll just...not...sleep unless forced to by a relative) and so has more time to help the rest of the train. He checks in on those few who haven't been taken down to quarantine, making sure they also don't need anything. He checks on the other helpers, making sure they also get food, water, and rest.


Wildcard! Anywhere/Everywhere/HIT ME!

Elsewhere

[marriedanidiot]

Nerdanel has pitched in, the same way her family has, if a little confused because What Is Sick.

Still. She has also been paying attention to her kids, and...

"Makalaure." She firmly removes the tray from his hands.

"Go to bed."

Luke | Helping until his body nopes out

[faithfulson]

[ Helping ]
He was going to kill Peter.

Luke didn't know what possessed the kid to not just admit he was sick the moment he started feeling awful, but because he didn't, it spread way more than he felt comfortable with. He wasn't a nurse, but he at least had some kind of field medicine experience; even still, he felt like it wasn't doing him much good. So the least he could do was make sure people were kept warm and had tea and soup to help them, even if they didn't have much in the way of actual medicine to make this end faster.

Besides, if he actually left the quarantine at this point, he was pretty sure he'd end up carrying it through the rest of the train, even if he didn't get sick himself.

[ BRB Dying ]
Funny story, but he was sick.

Luke managed to make it through the rest of the day, ensuring everyone else was all right and had everything they needed, before he finally collapsed onto a beanbag himself, burying his face into it to hide a violent cough that made his body shake. He fumbled for a blanket, pulling it over his head and letting out a faint groan.

Hopefully all he would need was to rest and he'd be able to be back up and running tomorrow morning. That's how this worked, right?

BRB Dying

[runs_on_batteries]

"You missed the couch, dummy," Tony remarked once the younger man flopped onto a beanbag chair. The couch was where the older man was lounging. Besides changing from either sitting and sharing the couch like he was now or laying down and hogging the whole thing, he hadn't moved much since he'd been hit with the 'plague'.

"Get your-" He started coughing, unable to say the rest of his insult/ invitation. When he could finally breathe properly again, he groaned and put a hand to his head. "Think you could just lightsaber my head off and put me out of my misery?"

[hashtagparkerluck]

{ Late Day One-early Day 2 | Closed to Aunt May }

Peter Parker is definitely sick. His head is pounding, his throat feels like sandpaper, his stomach rebelled against the last thing he ate, he's got chills and standing up causes more vertigo than he really wants to deal with so he's holed up in the game room with the few other people that seem to have caught whatever he has (whoops?) and taken over a couch for now. He'll move if the population suddenly increases but right now he's sprawled on the couch-a book he grabbed from the library shelf in hand, an empty cup of tea and not even half a water glass sitting nearby.

He didn't want to be sick. He really, really was hoping that he wasn't and it was just some weird reaction form his Spideysense brought on by Vader, maybe. But no, he's sick and he feels like he's fluctuating between melting and freezing. It's been awhile since he was this sick-let alone sick at all. Getting sick as Peter Parker was always an ordeal that led to the emergency room a few times. Someone told him his temperature was at 104 earlier and all the could think was 'yeah, of course it is.' And then went back to reading.

He doesn't know what time it is exactly when he wakes up but now he feels worse. He hears shuffling nearby and sits up on the couch to see who was joining them. "Aunt May." He says when he sees her, guilt pooling into his stomach. He didn't want her to know he was sick, he didn't want her to worry.


{ Day 2 - Afternoon | OTA }

Peter doesn't feel any better on day two-he sometimes feels even worse and his fever managed to reach 105 at some point but honestly that doesn't surprise him. He's been sick a lot in his life and usually his fever was anywhere from from 104-106. It even reached 107 once.

More people have shuffled into the game car to lay around and be sick by this time and he, being the considerate boy he is, has graciously sacrificed the couch he'd been on and laid his sleeping bag on the floor with his pillows. Not the best pallet but it'll do. Besides, he intends to be asleep most of the day anyway. Man does he miss movies.

Closed

[mayp]

May has figured out fairly quickly that her nephew is sick. It has been a while since she has seen him this sick and she was worried. She would look after him, it was why she was here. Finding him in the games room, she settles on the couch next to him. Reaching out she brushes a hand against his forehead and frowns. His temperature his high but perhaps not the highest it has ever been. Still it was a concern, especially if it didn't break soon.

"Do you need anything?" she asks softly.