Week 1 - Thursday Night - Cabin 3 Slumber-Party?!

[finalguard]

[ We're all sick, we're all afraid. The last part is debatable. ]

((Cabinmate mingle for the pre-murder night. Since we're all in the same cabin, threadjacking and just general messy posting is encouraged unless a different pref is stated in a thread header.

I put two headers, one for pre-10pm sickness misery and one for 10pm when we all miracle heal, because I think it'd be difficult to decide 'now is the time' unanimously in ongoing threads between 8 people.))

Comments

[sophistryking]

[He's not doing a lot...

Like a few days ago, he's sat on his bunk with his legs hanging over the edge. This time he's slumped forward. His elbows resting on his knees, and his head in his hands. It didn't look comfortable.

The wheezing probably didn't help. Every now and then there's a hacking cough.]

...Do you think if went to the adults like this, they'd send us to the hospital?

[linearcrash]

You kidding? They probably want us to be like this.

[ Adults always are serving their own agendas. And they are probably in on whatever the hell that voice was.

Nine is on the floor because only the floor loves him now. He's tuckered out from training and it's hard trying to navigate up to his bed when everything keeps shifting or spinning on him. ]

[sophistryking]

The mosquito made a point of avoiding them...

[It's slurred. And he flops back on to the bed to avoid falling off.]

It's annoying that they keep lying about what is happening. Even after that guy got shot.

[linearcrash]

Maybe that's why they took us. To be sacrifices to whatever the hell the voice was.

[ Which, he doesn't sound surprised. ]

They're just covering their own asses. It might not be the first time.

[ Also thank you for avoiding falling off. He doesn't want you on him, man. ]

[itsagazebo]

I'd go with you if I could walk.

[Eddie groans, trying to look over at him]

I fucking hate the hospital but I'd take that over this any day.