driftfleet | є005

Who: Elena Gilbert + You
Broadcast: Text
Action: Starstruck
When: rite meow!!

[Elena's been in and out of it all day. Which is odd because Elena hasn't been this sick in... Well, not since she was human. But she feels miserable, definitely running a temperature with a runny nose, sore throat, and sore muscles. Sleeping has felt like the best option and she's grabbed at it as much as she can without trying to do much of anything. Which may not be the best idea given, you know, she's a vampire and not supposed to be able to get sick.]

[So, she manages to drag her tired and sore little butt out of bed--not bothering to change out of her pjs and just throwing on a robe--and slink her way down to the lab on her ship. Slowly. Eventually.]

[She has to sit down on a stool, leaning on a counter, and pulls out her communicator to ask a question first.]

So for the people who have been getting sick, what's worked for dealing with the symptoms? The usual stuff for a cold or...?

[Not that there's any guarantee it will work for her just as well as anyone else, but it's worth a shot.]

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The natives of the planet have been selling a cure that seems to be helping.

Any chance you happen to have some?

I've been keeping a stock, yes- not feeling well?

I realize it could be a lot worse, but yeah. First time I've had a cold in...I don't even remember how long. :(

I've been hearing that a lot lately. I guess this specific disease isn't something any of us have encountered before.

Where are you?

I'm just glad there's a cure for it. Something like this would be really dangerous otherwise.

[It'd spread hard and fast. Hell, it could even wipe them all out if a freaking vampire can catch it.]

I'm in the lab on the Starstruck.

Yeah, and we don't really have the personnel to deal with a dangerous disease outbreak. It's not a picnic, let me tell you.

On my way over.

[And sure enough, Jennifer was soon on the Starstruck, looking around for the lab, as she'd never been on it before.]

[Elena thinks to get up and maybe wait by the door instead of inside the lab itself, but that's about as far as she gets towards doing it. She really does feel incredibly miserable. She looks up, however, when the lab doors eventually open.]

Hey...

[Sore throat? Check.]

Hey... let me guess, sore throat, fever, and a cough?

How'd you guess?

[Elena smiles, but it's definitely a tired one.]

I've encountered some others who are reporting the same symptoms, as you can probably guess yourself. [Jennifer opened her medical kit, taking out a bottle of liquid medicine.] I'll leave this with you- just take a spoonful every few hours. The natives seem to have developed antibodies to whatever this is, but they still keep medicine for visitors.

[ Noticing her as he walks down the hall of the ship on his way to the engine room. Looks at her like he's never seen her before in his life, which is entirely possible. Tony has not done a good job meeting his crew mates. ]

Have you been here this whole time? And more importantly, do you have a localized plague I should know about?

Yeah, I've uh... [Boy, she'd like to sit down.] I've been here for a while. I think it's just a cold.

A cold? Because it looks more like the Black Death. Do we not have a doctor on this boat?

You're talking to her.

[Sorta. She's not really a doctor yet per se, but you know. Technicalities.]

Yikes. That's not a great advertising strategy.

You can buy a cure from the natives. Even with that, it'll still take a week to clear up. Do you have decongestants and stuff in your med bay?

I've got extra, so I can pop over later.

["can" probably meaning "will." This one may not take no for an answer.]

You don't have to do that, Stefan.

I know. It wouldn't be right to have you get medicine or anything else while you're sick, though.

Give me about twenty and I'll be over ASAP.

[It takes him more like twenty five minutes, but Stefan heads over to the lab with a big paper bag full of stuff. He figured, from seeing the network post, that she's got the cure, but he's got more than enough for weathering out a nasty bug.]

Hey.

Hey.

[Elena offers him a weak smile. She hasn't moved from where she sat down in the lab and has zero intention of potentially ever moving again at this rate.]

Hey. [He returns the smile, setting the bag down and starting to unpack its contents. First item: a thermos packed with ginger tea, along with a book on puzzles. Some of it's in an alien language, but you know what, it has crosswords and other fun tourist-y type things.]

So I brought along my foolproof "get better" sack. Had to improvise a little, since the planet doesn't exactly have everything... but I've got tea, hot chocolate, puzzles, cough drops, and extra salted caramels.

[And because he kind of goofed - and doesn't want to mention he goofed - a big bowl of noodle soup. He didn't even try to ask what meat this planet used.]

[Elena thinks to give Stefan an appreciative hug, but given that she's not sure how the virus is transmitted or how long until she's not likely to transmit it anymore, she keeps her hands to herself.]

You're a lifesaver, Stefan.

[He's just going to have to settle for that.]

It's the least I could do.

[Her smile's more than enough. Which sounds kinda dumb, even in his head, but he missed hanging out with her. He'll also bring out the cough drops and the packets of hot cocoa, along with a few small bags of salted caramels.]

But I'll admit, if even vampires can get this, it must be pretty powerful. [His inner science nerd's almost tingling to get it himself. He can take his own blood sample, nbd]

[Stefan, no...]

It's a little scary. [Elena turns her head away to cough into the crook of her elbow. Yeah, she's reaching for those cough drops now.] But I don't think it's been any worse for non-vampires.

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