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

[pepsi_cola]

"That evening, yes, and I always eat organic eggs so I know it wasn't something in those. I had to stay home from fabric shopping and had to send an Avox to do it, and they got just the worst cheap sheer garbage. I'll have to take it back in to the store and get a proper refund."

She sniffles at that, as if the effort will actually make her cry.

[president_evil]

His mind was already working, cross-checking medical references filed away in the corners of his mind. He would need tests, results, to narrow down the field, to confirm his suspicions.

But this was different from his other patients.

There was always room for varying symptoms, but not this widely.

Stepping back, he turned and reached for collection tubes, a throat swab.

"I need to take sample, for testing."

[cw: victory being a horndog]

[pepsi_cola]

"From my throat?" Her inflated lips make a little "oh", and she presses her fingertips to them in an attempt at coquettishness. Which she promptly blows by going too far, too fast. "You don't have to use the throat swab to examine that area, you know."

Welp.

Look at your life, look at your choices, Victory.

[president_evil]

Why wasn't he surprised?

Turning back, he popped the plastic cover on the swab with a flick of one thumb and reached for her with the other hand. Not even pretending to ask permission as he took her jaw in a rough grip.

"Oh, I think I do." He squeezed as he stared at her, glasses fathomless pits open above her. "Open."

Re: Look at your life, look at your choices, Victory.

[pepsi_cola]

"Agh!" She makes a small choking noise as he places the swab in. "That hurts!"

Victory doesn't have the strongest of countenances.

I am a terrible person.

[president_evil]

"See, now?" he purred, a low cold sound from low in his throat as he pulled the swab back. "It's a good thing we didn't use something bigger."

The lid clicked closed again and his fingers peeled off her cheek.