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.))

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[seekingsunrise]

[He'd thought everyone had heard this by now but apparently not.]

No, there's no sunlight where I'm from.

[It's hard to just stop okay. It hurts and it itches and he's miserable, Nine.

But he drops his hand away, sullen and sad and without enough mental fortitude to put on a brave face.]

[linearcrash]

[ Nine likes relying on others to give him summaries.

Which doesn't work out so well here. He needs a new system. ]

How'd that happen?

[ Is there an off switch for the sun there? Nine doesn't even know why the sun does sun stuff. ]

[seekingsunrise]

[He shoots a dark look at the blond but doesn't say anything discouraging.]

A plague. It eats light, makes animals violent, and turns everyone into monsters.

[Your concern and tact are greatly appreciated.

He's so tired of explaining this.]

[linearcrash]

[ If he was from a later canon point, he would be able to commiserate about no sun. ]

Alright, so we'll get you umbrella or something when the store opens.

[ Maybe they can ask Red. ]