Nahariel Dahlasanor (
nadasharillen) wrote in
faderift2018-02-04 08:58 am
[Open] They're coming to take me away ho-ho hee-hee ha-haaa, to the infirmary!
WHO: Everyone under quarantine who's sick
WHAT: Attempt to round up all the blueflu affected into a shared space
WHEN: During Phase 3, after quarantine announcement
WHERE: the Gallows and infirmary
NOTES: Please post your relevant content warnings in the headers of responses, all you beautiful hallucinating/sh*t losing butterflies ♥
WHAT: Attempt to round up all the blueflu affected into a shared space
WHEN: During Phase 3, after quarantine announcement
WHERE: the Gallows and infirmary
NOTES: Please post your relevant content warnings in the headers of responses, all you beautiful hallucinating/sh*t losing butterflies ♥
With the Rifters drifting in and out of memory, the Templar needing a near constant slow infusion of lyrium--some needing to be doped up with sleeping draughts as fast as Colin, Christine, and the others who’ve devoted their time to the pursuit can make them--and the runners moving slower and slower as they sleep less and less, it's decided that moving everyone to a more easily watchable location for care would be the best, and safest, play.
[Nahariel, Colin, Audra, and any others who remain blessedly unaffected and volunteer are headed out to wrangle you... u mad?]
I. This is Fine
Coming (semi-)quietly? Drop a tag here to let us know, or if there's anything you want anyone to know about your movement, or if you want to hang with others in your new vaguely slapdash home. You live here now.
II. You'll pry my room out of my cold dead hands!
They're going to try to push for it, but aren't going to force you. They do need to know where you are, especially the Rifters... who keep being forgotten just this side of entirely. Your location information is going to be taken down, and they'll continue to come visit you. This can be handwaved, or we can thread it out!
[If you'd like your poor sick bb to be dragged out kicking and screaming, go ahead and indicate that in your tag. Alternately, send me a line @

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"Thank you."
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"I repay the love that I was given."
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"And why else do you think I chose mortality?"
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His Elros has no business courting death or being claimed by it.
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"It will be Age that claims me, as it is meant to, I promise. Elrond will never allow anything else."
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Legs, arms, lips! This is Maedhros.
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Elros is going to town with this idea, clearly.
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So there. Maedhros rests a hand on his hip, daring Elros to argue.
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"I always feel like it is something of a miracle I didn't end up with a swelled head, with all these praises you heap on me!"
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"Let me see..." he traces over said head with his fingertips, kissing Elros's forehead in the process, "No, it seems to be normal size."
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"I wanted to be taller than you, when I was younger."
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He is not like Thingol.
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