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driftfleet2018-07-08 02:40 pm
perservering) wrote in driftfleet2018-07-08 02:40 pm
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[Closed] I mean, breakfast cobbler?
Who: Team Fam Mingle
Broadcast: None
Action: Iskaulit Community Gardens
When: Day after Glenn gets shuffled
[ It's been a rough few weeks. Glenn's unexpected arrival after such a brutal reminder of what waits for all of them after death has Carol feeling out of sorts, to say the least. She wants to celebrate them being all together, and alive, no matter how unlikely it may be. And once a southern housewife, always a southern housewife. The way she decides to celebrate is with food.
She does her best with what she has. The various gels and pastes and other processed foods along with whatever she can scavenge from the gardens and the stores of what they picked up on the last few planets. With all that, she's managed to put together a decent enough picnic. Not as good as what she wants, but nothing ever will be. The menu is: cold fried chicken, pasta salad, fruit salad, peach pie, and sweet tea.
She's set up a folding table and chairs with a sheet for a tablecloth. Brought place settings from the Heron. It's the closest she can get to actually being outside while still in the relative safety of the fleet.
Time to reconnect and recover. She sends a text invitation the morning of. ]
Come to the Iskaulit Community Gardens at lunchtime. Bring your appetite.
Broadcast: None
Action: Iskaulit Community Gardens
When: Day after Glenn gets shuffled
[ It's been a rough few weeks. Glenn's unexpected arrival after such a brutal reminder of what waits for all of them after death has Carol feeling out of sorts, to say the least. She wants to celebrate them being all together, and alive, no matter how unlikely it may be. And once a southern housewife, always a southern housewife. The way she decides to celebrate is with food.
She does her best with what she has. The various gels and pastes and other processed foods along with whatever she can scavenge from the gardens and the stores of what they picked up on the last few planets. With all that, she's managed to put together a decent enough picnic. Not as good as what she wants, but nothing ever will be. The menu is: cold fried chicken, pasta salad, fruit salad, peach pie, and sweet tea.
She's set up a folding table and chairs with a sheet for a tablecloth. Brought place settings from the Heron. It's the closest she can get to actually being outside while still in the relative safety of the fleet.
Time to reconnect and recover. She sends a text invitation the morning of. ]
Come to the Iskaulit Community Gardens at lunchtime. Bring your appetite.
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If he did die...
[ Which is a big "if". She doesn't trust half of what she sees around here. Though apparently time travel and intergalactic faster-than-light space travel is well within the Atroma's reach. God only knows what else they could do. Bringing somebody back from the dead doesn't seem like such a tall order. ]
Then yeah it could happen to any of us. Any of us can die. And we know we're all infected with that virus from back home. The question I have is: did we infect everybody else? I think we should probably see about giving the whole fleet a blood test to be sure. And getting a doctor to help us, because I sure don't know how to tell what I'm looking for with that.
[ She nods at her assessment of it being better here. ]
Aside from the Atroma themselves, most people are content with letting each other live. Guess it's easier when all the basic needs are met.
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['And stuff' like pregnancy. She realizes she's never told Carol about it, but Carol would be the perfect person to talk about it, honestly. She had lost her own child.]
That's why I think it's a glitch because of that. Obviously I can't prove if we're spreading it to the rest of the fleet, though.
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If it is a glitch, the blood test might be a way to see if it's been fixed or not. Because if that virus is showing up in other people's blood, then something went real wrong.
[ She shakes her head, trying to chase out the darker thoughts. ]
Not really great conversation for a party.