driftfleet | 004 - Text; oh space balls

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004 - Text; oh space balls

Who: Clay Terran and ALL of you!!
Broadcast: Yeh
Action: On the Vanquish!
When: January 2nd

[Clay was having a good time exploring the temples. He was all about them temples. So, of course, he feels very bitter about having to cut the exploration short due to catching a cold. A cold. And on top of that, one of his crewmates is gone. He was about to tell Koushiro that hey, the captain caught a cold too, and... well. Normally he'd bounce back from all this and move on, but with the cold quickly and progressively getting worse and worse...

So he's in his bed, covers up over his head and very. Very. Bored. And it's only been a day since he was ordered bed rest! He could be exploring the temples more. He could be learning about the salt mines. He could be continuing his research for his star charts, but no, that has to be put off too. Ugh, this will mess him up...

With a groan, he rolls over, pats for his device, and decides to type since he doesn't want to cough in everyone's faces:]

what do u do to entertain yourself when youre stukc n bed 4ever

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but i am im in bed and everything D:

know any games or anything u can play w/out getting up from bed??

[He meant sleeping! But fine, whatever...being in bed is better than nothing]

Um...

I have some games on my communicator?

oh???

like hwat

Um...let me check-

Solitaire, Snake, Hangman, Asteroids and that Agar.io game Crowley made awhile back.

OH ASTEROIDS

that one ﾟヮﾟ

Ha- somehow I'm not surprised you'd pick that one.

I can bring it over? And...well, since you told me all about those movies when I wasn't feeling well, I could return the favour and tell you...stories?

that sounds stellar :D yes ilu!!

but be careful i don't want u getting sick too （・Ａ・）

Ha- I love you too. I'll be over soon.

And don't worry about it. It's my job to be around sick people, remember?

yeah i remember but still

no kisses!! ヽ(`Д´)ﾉ

Alright. I promise to resist kissing your phlegm filled mouth.

u better!!

i know my phlem filled mouth is irresitsable

[jeez Clay, you can almost hear the dryness in his text.]

I'll find a way to be strong.

[He teases anyway, so the dryness he could feel radiating from the text makes him grin.]

b strong my love

youll be fine :(

Yes, thank you for the vote of confidence.

I'll see you soon.

[And with that, he's on his way]

彡☆

[Well Clay's definitely not going anywhere, so he'll just bundle up under the covers and feel miserable until Allen gets there.]

[Good on you Clay. Which Allen will come about fifteen or twenty minutes later. When he's there, he'll tap on the door lightly- juuust in case Clay's fallen asleep.]

Clay?

[Maaan he's been sleeping for hours and hours, he only got on the network because he couldn't get back to sleep, and he still can't. So he pulls the cover down a bit to call out quietly, so as not to cause a coughing fit.]

Heeeey.

[Hearing that, he'll open the door and climb down the ladder- sliding when he's halfway down it. When he lands, he approaches the bedside and offers Clay a smile]

Hey...how're you feeling?

Not fine.

[Still, he offers a little smile of his own. Yes, he feels awful, but it's still good to see him. But that'll soon fade because he really doesn't feel up to smiling more.]

I didn't feel so bad yesterday. Then I woke up today and felt ten times worse.

[he makes a sympathetic noise as he sits on the edge of the bed, pulling off his glove on his normal hand so he can reach over and check his forehead]

It sounds like you might have that illness the locals mentioned. Or just a cold.

[He has a slight fever, but it's not enough to break the 100s. And since Allen came in from the cold, that means his hands are cold, and right now they're a godsend when Clay feels way hotter than he actually is.]

Ah, great. A cold or a slightly worse alien cold.

[Okay he can't help to smile a little]

Well I don't know, it is a little remarkable. The locals said that the pathogens are incredibly old, perhaps from even before the planet's climate got so cold. Apparently, they got frozen in the ice when the planet cooled, and somehow managed to survive in the ice all this time! I mean, that's pretty incredible for a little virus.

[Oh man, there he goes. Clay sits up a bit, a little smile of his own coming up.]

Really? So if they're stuck in the ice for so long, how do they get out?

[There we go, that's much better]

It's the mining. It disturbs the fossilized layers where they were, and the pathogens get brought out of dormancy.

And apparently this has happened for so long, the native population has completely adapted and are immune to it. It's only people not native to the planet that get sick. But even that in of itself is strange.

Ah... that makes sense then. I've been visiting the mines a lot to see -

[Oh hold on, gotta bend over and cough into his upper arm because dang, sitting up kinda messes with his lungs. It takes a few more of them, but once he's done, he'll let out a groan into his arm before going on.]

Anyway, I've been visiting the mines to see how the locals live their lives. So I probably got it when I was at one of them... So why do you think it's strange for us to catch it? Is it because our bodies get infected by a virus unknown to us?

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