[The entry opens to Steve looking like warmed-over shit.]
Do not. Under any circumstances. Set fire to— [Coughing fit.] —Do not set fire to the furniture. Or the floorboards. Don't do it. The wood's treated with... something. [Cough cough.] Nasty black smoke, it's—horrible, nasty stuff. Been sick every since we breathed it in. I haven't slept, not really. Coughing— [COUGH cough cough.] —coughing too much. Still feeling terrible. Other symptoms include— [He squeezes his eyes shut, and is silent for a few moments, looking deeply unwell.] Nausea. Dizziness. Coughing up black stuff. [He opens his eyes, and looks into the camera, shaking his head.] Don't do it.
Not feeling awesome about going for a hike today, but we're going to try to take a half day's walk up north of here. I'm told— [COUGH] —there's a house up there, west of the school, with hot water? [He closes his eyes for another wave of dizziness.] That sounds nice.
[Steve has a bit of a longer coughing fit, which he covers with his hand; nasty, body-wracking, wet-sounding coughs. When he's done he makes a pained/disgusted face and wipes at his mouth with his hand, leaving a blackish smear at the corner of his mouth.]
Nothing much else to report, except that we found some. Um. Severed toes in the corner of the room. So that's. Unsettling. [Cough cough.] Went outside earlier, dug a little hole, buried them. [He smiles humorlessly at the camera.] ...So, as you can tell, I'm having an excellent day today.
Try to have a better day, Norfinbury. Don't burn the furniture. [COUGH.]
[Transmission ends.]
((OOC: Rydia and Beckett are of course welcome to jump in with action comments/threads if they like. <3))
Do not. Under any circumstances. Set fire to— [Coughing fit.] —Do not set fire to the furniture. Or the floorboards. Don't do it. The wood's treated with... something. [Cough cough.] Nasty black smoke, it's—horrible, nasty stuff. Been sick every since we breathed it in. I haven't slept, not really. Coughing— [COUGH cough cough.] —coughing too much. Still feeling terrible. Other symptoms include— [He squeezes his eyes shut, and is silent for a few moments, looking deeply unwell.] Nausea. Dizziness. Coughing up black stuff. [He opens his eyes, and looks into the camera, shaking his head.] Don't do it.
Not feeling awesome about going for a hike today, but we're going to try to take a half day's walk up north of here. I'm told— [COUGH] —there's a house up there, west of the school, with hot water? [He closes his eyes for another wave of dizziness.] That sounds nice.
[Steve has a bit of a longer coughing fit, which he covers with his hand; nasty, body-wracking, wet-sounding coughs. When he's done he makes a pained/disgusted face and wipes at his mouth with his hand, leaving a blackish smear at the corner of his mouth.]
Nothing much else to report, except that we found some. Um. Severed toes in the corner of the room. So that's. Unsettling. [Cough cough.] Went outside earlier, dug a little hole, buried them. [He smiles humorlessly at the camera.] ...So, as you can tell, I'm having an excellent day today.
Try to have a better day, Norfinbury. Don't burn the furniture. [COUGH.]
[Transmission ends.]
((OOC: Rydia and Beckett are of course welcome to jump in with action comments/threads if they like. <3))
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