Patient Zero Plot

[etcircenses]

[OOC: patients, post a subthread and one of the doctor characters will be with you shortly. Feel free to specify if you want one in particular.]

In a city as monitored as the Capitol, that a mystery disease was going around didn't escape notice for more than a few days. That both Victory Hannibal and Chris Traeger such a production of their 'impending death of the plague' didn't help it stay under wraps, either.

As such, a clinic of sorts has been set up inside the Tribute Center. Tributes, Mentors and anyone else associated with the Games are taken aside at random and given check-ups. Avoxes are given lists of prescriptions to help any sufferers alleviate symptoms, and the doctors and scientists on staff (recruited by Peacekeeping Headquarters right now) are given relatively free reign to take whatever tests they need to find the name of the illness and kill it.

Currently, it is staffed by Penny, Wesker and Zoidberg.

Comments

[medecin]

"Ah! Good then. Or, rather, that is something that we can begin to work with." Joly assured Azula, sounding quite relieved indeed. At least they could abate the symptom anyway, and that would be something. "Treatment for the fever can certainly be managed. If you will allow me to step away and arrange for that?" He asked, not quite certain yet of what, specifically, they were using here, but he supposed he was about to find out.

fade to black here?

[burnedbrighter]

She nodded giving him permission, but was still highly suspicious of his suggestion. After all what if it didn't work? Or worse!? What if he was inept and gave her the wrong treatment?

The hallucination was no comfort as she teased But Zula Zu~ You don't really want me to go away do you?

Azula chose not to answer even though she was alone in the room. Soon enough the real Diana would be back, and she was more then enough for Azula to handle.

Sounds good

[medecin]

Well, that was why Joly intended to check with someone else before doing anything on his own. At home, and in the arena, he certainly felt as though he could make enough judgement calls for a patient's own good, but here, he was still learning,and the last thing that he wanted was to make things worse.

At any rate, he hurried off, hoping to find help for Azula,and then move along to someone else. He did hope though that something someone did could help the woman now.