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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Oct 18, 2012 12:16:32 GMT -8
LOCATION: goo.gl/maps/7wBypThis campus takes up one smallish city blocks and is comprised of four buildings - one for each corner. Three buildings are new stainless steel and green glass super-flat-sided leviathans in the new mold, but one is a drab four story concrete thing, in some forgotten brutalist architectural mode from the mid-to-late twentieth century. Venetian blinds are turned down in every brown-tinted window.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Oct 20, 2012 12:46:08 GMT -8
A scruffy, short blond man in drab blue hospital scrubs led a party of survivors through a few winding halls, from the back stair door into the main lobby. A powerful antiseptic smell almost completely masked the scent of early stage human decay. They looked toward a corner and saw rigid bodies stacked like cordwood under some tarps. The man noticed what they were looking at. Man- "We are totally going to do something about that."
Seth- "Ain't my house, but might be a good idea anyway."
Davin looked ill and held his hand over his face as if he had a migraine, while the man led them into another stairwell.
Dr. Victor hardly gave pause at the bodies under the tarp. His only concern was the lack of tags on their toes. And this guy keeps rambling on about protocols? What's next? A mountain made out of mashed potatoes? He extended a hand to Davin, placing it on the other man's shoulder as an afterthought. The man led them up the stairs, mercifully a bit less of a climb than the six floor apartments they'd come from. The doctor mentally noted that the place was not swamped with riots of undead and madness like he'd guessed it would be... Perhaps traffic in the neighborhood, or the fact it was clearly labelled a research center, rather than a hospital. Indeed, this branch only had basic emergency facilities, and not in this building, mostly taking patients who were in clinical trials for various medicines. Most of the staff didn't even have medical degrees, being biochemists of various stripes. Nonetheless, he was confident they'd have ample supplies of the medicines he required.
They emerged into a very dark hallway and immediately had dimming flashlights and tasers pointed at them by security guards.Guard One- "What the fuck, Lee? Bring an army up here? Everyone lower your weapons!" The group looked at each other in confusion. Their weapons were all pretty low. The doctor had the little gun in an outer pocket of his bag.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Oct 20, 2012 13:01:21 GMT -8
Seth- put the head of his golf club on the ground."Hey, we're not hostile! We got one of your employees back at our place, got a doctor here. Just wanted to talk, maybe trade." Guard Two- "Not hostile?!" His face puffed with fear. "Then why'd you bring weapons?!" Seth- "..."
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Post by Suyoi on Oct 20, 2012 16:25:36 GMT -8
As the officer spoke, the doctor sneered. Such callous attitude in this place should be reserved for the ones who bothered to learn something. And then Alex broke into him, and the doctor wondered if this was going to be less convoluted than whatever was raising the dead. "Look. You can't be too careful these days. I doubt we have anyone who would disagree with that fact. I am Dr. Victor. We were sent by Marie, one of the receptionists, to check the status of people and also see what supplies we can bring back to help with the wounded. I hope you understand we would not have violated protocol just based on the whims of some fancy. If you would be so kind as to direct me and my escort to the resident physician or whomever else is coordinating efforts here? We are on a tight schedule." Lee- "Oh my god, Marie! I'm so glad she's alive. Sorry about the hassles, but the acting administration is serious." Guard One- "Don't apologize Lee! We gotta present strength!"
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Oct 20, 2012 17:49:30 GMT -8
Seth- "Can we go in and talk to somebody?"
Officer One- "Leave everything out here - no weapons. We'll let them know and then they'll let you in when they're ready. Lee?" Lee left the room, poofy blond curls bouncing. Davin- "How's the job, fellows? Is the pay good?"
Officer Two- "We have doctors and all their doctor shit. Feels pretty good with all the shit goin' on now."
Officer One- "Shut up man, we don't have to explain anything to anyone."
Thierry- "Seriously, gentlemen, this is nearly offensive. We aren't criminals."
Officer One- "Everyone is a criminal. I'm a criminal. Shut up."
Seth- "So you guys security before, or what? You got tasers, I see. That's cool."
Officer One- "No small talk! We'll never have sports again and the weather sucks." People waited in awkward silence for a few minutes, all throat clearings and muffled seagull cries from the roof. Then Lee returned. Lee- "The administration will only see two of you! Go in, I'll follow."
Seth- turned to the group "Dr Victor and me?" The answer was obvious and the two went in, leaving the others standing with the security guards.
Davin- "So how about those Mariners?"
Officer One- "I said there ain't no damn sports!"
Davin- "I meant, do you think they're alive? I bet Ichiro could dodge zombies all day long..." Inside Doc Vic and Seth met a group of doctors and scientists, a few of which the doctor recognized, and had a reasonable working relationship with - doctors Green, Franco, and Feingold.
Lee came in and closed the door behind them. Lee- "That's the administration!"
Dr. Franco- "Thank you, Mr. Semple. Doctor... Victor? An unexpected pleasure. Welcome to our office. And who are you?"
Seth- "Hi, I'm Seth Clemans, the leader at the 403 building, where Marie Oshiro is now. She was telling us about this building."
Franco- "And you had Dr. Victor as well. What brings you here, and why the group of heavies in the vestibule?"
Seth- "We were interested in seeing if anyone was still here, maybe do a little trade or share information? Those guys are just what we needed to get here."
Franco- "It's still bad out there? We'd hoped the military would have made some progress by now."
Seth- (nodded solemnly) "We had some hope that their numbers will thin out over time, but not sure if anyone's going to come around to help."
Franco- "By their numbers you mean the... afflicted?" Seth nodded. "Of course. Well, I'll introduce our people. This is Dr. O'Connor, neuropharmacology, Dr. Green, a lumbar nerve authority, Doctors Wallace and Feingold, endocrinology, Dr. Melange, neurology, Ms. Caldera, molecular biologist specializing in oncology, and Ms. Parson, virologist. I am Dr. Franco, head doctor on second shift, acting administrator. Dr. Victor, how did you come to be with Mr. Clemans and what would you like to accomplish here today?" Dr. Victor stepped up, slowly acknowledging his place to speak. Dr. Victor- "Thank you very much, Dr. Franco. I am pleased to see you all well in this time of crisis. I, myself, had just made my way coming from the hospital and found myself stranded in the mall. After a harrowing few nights with many bright and resourceful people, we made it to a building not far from here. The decision was made to attempt to requisition supplies for any possible wounded. At that end, we would need, at minimum, levaquin, vancomycin, syringes, saline, tubing, and some gloves. Lots of gloves. I'd possibly be grateful for a few pairs of scrubs, too. It'd make the next few nights feel more productive."
Franco- "That sounds like a sensible shopping list for the purposes you describe... I'm sorry for your ordeal, ... Charles was it? Yes. (He turned back to Seth.) I'd be more leery of you and your requests, but Ms. Oshiro and Dr. Victor are good support for you. In fact, we'd be very generous if we could have Ms. Oshiro herself in trade, and especially if we could have Dr. Victor."
Seth- "... Uh, trade people?" Franco's own people looked a bit creeped out by the phrasing of his request.
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Post by DKender on Oct 20, 2012 19:24:10 GMT -8
Alex knew he shouldn't feel disappointed that the guard hadn't seen Emiliano. Why would Emil be in a medical research facility? Still, he'd been hoping for a miracle. They did happen. Alex was irrefutable proof of God's miracle-working powers. Irrefutable. According to science, he shouldn't exist. Twenty years ago, so-called doctory experts like Dr. Victor claimed that his father would never, well, be a father. But then his mother had a vision of the martyr Saint Kateri Tekakwitha, and lo and behold, nine months later ... Why would God miracle Alex into existence and then doom him to suffer during the End Times? Maybe he had a greater purpose. Or maybe God was just cruel. Alex was really confused. He frowned as Dr. Victor and Seth left them. Alex hoped that the doctor didn't forget about his EpiPen. "I bet the Mariners are like super heroes now," Alex remarked to Davin. "They've probably saved hundreds of people, and maybe they'll find us ... Vargas can be my other roomate! Ho-ly Mary. Do you think that's possible? We could hang a sign out the building. Mariners welcome." They weren't his favorite team, but Alex wouldn't admit that in Seattle, no way. Davin- "Haha, that's great. I'm sure it's true."
Officer One- "THERE...ARE...NO....SPORTS."
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Post by Suyoi on Oct 20, 2012 20:42:39 GMT -8
Dr. Victor was, for once in his life, truly taken aback at the words of a fellow physician; well, aside from the time he heard Dr. Halpert make that rude 'tail wagging the dog' comment to one of the nurses as the elderly woman convulsed to death. His mind went into overdrive, calculating, weighing, and arguing against and for such a disruption. He knew the room's silence meant the situation was not expected; true, Dr. Franco had known not to reveal his own thoughts. As such, the good doctor had probably only a few more seconds of thought before- "Ladies and gentlemen of the administration. Allow me to thank you once again for your hospitality. I am once again blessed to be among equals in intellect and undoubtedly superiors in terms of your fields. While the field of emergency medicine has been recently glamorized over the years, I know you all appreciate its vital role in medicine. I truly see the potential among you all, as well, to aid and assist many people who are under your care. You may also have the ability to help the afflicted individuals and other people with similarly compromised immune systems. For that, I am humbled. "I will state the obvious, I cannot speak on behalf of Ms. Oshiro; I can only attest to her current state. She is physically unable to make the journey, and I will advice her against it in the immediate future for purely medical reasons. I will relay your wellness and safety to her upon our return." The doctor stepped forward and placed a hand on Seth's chest. "There is no need to continue the rouse any longer, Seth. I think they know exactly what kind of person it takes to do the near impossible especially considering the circumstances. There is definitely no fooling these people; and I appreciate your concern. I am sure you have me for my ability to heal in these circumstances. For that, I am flattered. However, being the one physician who is making a difference, I cannot abandon my friends and underlings. "I am expected back to our secure facility shortly, as I have mentioned to your officers. I will be able to assist you in the interim for any immediate issues you or your loved ones or patients may have. I know that when we work together with our collective resources, we have the ability to help each other. I also know that we have nothing, especially not time, on our side for the present. "I will consider the offer as well, because I believe it to be a fair offer. I know you would share information more freely if I come into your fold; what your combined efforts have all ready uncovered is most enticing indeed. Unfortunately, my own retinue would not understand the abdication so suddenly. I would appreciate the opportunity to deliver to my patients some show of good will. I know we, as sophisticated men and women of the medical field, are above any petty show of power. I humbly await your decision." The doctor stepped back to Seth's side, giving him only one quick side-glance before resting his hands by lacing them together at his waist. He tried to forget how sweaty he was running by praying the sweat which formed on his forehead was too insignificant to be visible to the assembled panel.
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Oct 21, 2012 1:49:09 GMT -8
Seth raised an eyebrow at the doctor and shrugged. He pulled the bag on his back to one shoulder. Seth- "...We have some bacon and candy by the way. I heard it's all organic fare here, so that might be nice, huh? Haha..."
Dr. Franco- "Hmm, interesting." His eyes looked back and forth between the men slowly, trying to understand what exactly was happening. He addressed Dr. Victor first. Dr. Franco- "Thanks for letting us know that you'll talk to Ms. Oshiro and consider our offer. We hope to see more of you in the near future. I believe we could probably spare most of those supplies, within our limits. I'll have Dr. Green help portion a reasonable amount to you, because we will obviously need some of these things ourselves. Perhaps in the spirit of generosity which you've come here today, we will share what we know in exchange for what you know, freely. We will accept all of the generous offerings you mentioned.
Dr. Green- "Bacon." (he smiled deeply)
Dr. Franco- "--as a payment for the medicine. Now, Mr. Clemans-- we only know what we were able to glean from various media sources before the power went out. Does your building, anyone that you know of know more information about what's going on?"
Seth- "A lot of what we know is just from firsthand experience, unfortunately we've not heard anything from a broader viewpoint. Collectively we've seen several different types of enemies, and have some idea of how to defeat or avoid most of them. Would you like to know about that?"
Dr. Franco- "By 'enemies' you mean the afflicted persons with diminished vitality and increased aggression? By types do you mean there are variants on this pathogen? Please let me know if I'm using too much jargon for you." (Seth got the sense talking about 'ghosts' might be a bad idea, so he decided to couch it in vaguely scientific terms.) Seth- "Uh, in a sense. There are some other unexplained phenomena. I haven't seen it all myself, but we heard about some kind of black gas that can enter buildings through windows or other holes. It kills on contact, but it can be smelled before it is seen-- something like fungus and acetone or alcohol. Doctor Victor saw that, maybe he can explain it better. Also, we saw a woman become... maniacal, maybe a variant of the 'pathogen' as you said. She had much greater strength, and could speak still. Very destructive and difficult. We've heard other reports of the same thing happening, usually with the religious. Talking about demons and the like, maybe some kind of psychosis caused by the disease? If you see that, it seems best to restrain the victim, but unfortunately in our case the woman was successfully self destructive. A man at our building was bitten by one of the afflicted, and he seems to be suffering from no worse effects than if he was bitten by a human, so I guess the disease doesn't spread that way."
Dr. Franco- "Hm, we can't rule it out completely, but the broad dispersal has suggested something to our virologists that may be of interest to you. Would the experts here care to enlighten the Doctor and Mr. Clemans about what we know?"
Ms. Parson- "I specialize in viruses and as yet, since the power went out, we were unable to locate any known pathogen in samples from the victims. For all we know, it could be chemical, or bacterial... but the vector is the most mysterious element. I believe the disease was disseminated broadly, perhaps airborne, and that all of us have an infection. What causes it to manifest is the death of the host body. Unfortunately, these deaths have been spread by the violence inflicted by the earliest victims.
Dr. Green- "Just lemme say, I'm pleased to see you again Charles, and I hope we can talk again under more pleasant circumstances. What I know, is that the victims are somehow capable of locomotion through unconventional means. It's like the nervous system itself is no longer necessary for muscle action. We can't make any sense of it. But usually, severe trauma to the cervical reason of the spinal cord will incapacitate a victim."
Seth- "We've found anything that penetrates the skull works." (A few of the doctors and scientists looked a little ill at this description of violence. Dr. Melange, who showed no such reservation spoke next.) Dr. Melange- "Yes, I believe any change of pressure within the cranial fluid is sufficient to cause incapacitating damage to these reanimate corpses, but there is the greater mystery! The victims become reanimated corpses. Nothing like this has ever been seen before outside of the province of science-fiction. We no longer have the ability to use ninety percent the equipment in this building. If there is a pathogen at root, we'll likely never know, but I have some theories that could be tested by different means, and arrive at a better understanding of the phenomenon. She closed her eyes in reflection for a while, with a slight smile, and looked back at Seth."Is Dr. Victor going to function as the general practitioner of your building until such a time as he perhaps will decide to come over here?"
Seth- "Yes, we had plans to build a clinic..." Dr. Melange- "I think that some people may feel more comfortable being treated by a female doctor, and would like to offer my services with such." (Some gasps and "Ohs!" from the crowd.) Dr. Franco- "No. Dr. Melange, we've discussed this. We need everyone we can have! We need everybody on the team to keep this hospital running. How could you think that joining some collection of refugees with no clinical control would be a better course of action than staying in a medical facility?"
Dr. O'Connor- "Bebe, don't go! We really need you!"
Dr. Wallace- "What, you think you could get some kind of better deal?"
Dr. Franco- "Let's not speak in such terms, Marcia. Dr. Melange, ...what can possibly lure you away from us? We're your coworkers!"
Dr. Melange- "I'm sorry, I just don't think you're going to give me the license I need to conduct my experiments. If Mr. Clemans turns out to not be an ideal person to work with, I can find someone else. I'm not going to let myself be held back by your conservative methods."
Ms. Caldera- "Bebe, I've almost gotten microscopes working again! I'm sure we can get these facilities in much better shape with a little more work. Think of what you'd be abandoning! I-I'd... miss you."
Dr. Melange- "Aww. Tell me, Mr. Clemans, where is this building?"
Seth- "Just a couple blocks away, on Westlake. 403, across from the pizza place."
Dr. Melange- "See Maria? I'll be right next door. What do you say Mr. Clemans?"
Dr. Franco- "I won't let you go! We were just talking about adding staff, and I'm not going to let this clinic get chopped to pieces!" Dr. Melange looked at Seth, smiling, looking a bit like Garfield due to her curvaceous proportions as well as the shape of her eyes and mouth. Seth- "Dr. Victor, you said you could use some help before. What do you think?"
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Post by Suyoi on Oct 21, 2012 9:52:34 GMT -8
"Surely, Dr. Green, you understand the gravity of the situation better than anyone else; all bacon aside. Maybe we can get back out there and come up with a name for that charity run?" Dr. Green- "Sure thing, doctor. I'll help you sort out those supplies in just a bit. We can grab some Skittles on the way..."
" Dr. Feingold, you've been quiet. I know we don't exactly have similar interests, and I promise you I did not put you down as consult for the dead patient." Dr. Feingold- "I'm just amused by this whole crazy scene. Good luck with your patients, my man."
"Fellows, thank you for the opportunity to help our people." Dr. Franco- "Charles, I hope to see you again really soon. Melange... Dammit."
Dr. Melange- "You know where to find me, Bob."
With a heavy sigh, the doctor spoke once more. "I do not want to cause tension, especially now that Mr. Clemans has given away out location. I would be delighted to have your assistance, Dr. Melange. I, too, have a desire to become more proactive in ending the pandemic. There are several who would appreciate your knowledge added to mine. Thank you very much. "I understand the constraint this puts the rest of you on. Especially now, I wish there was a way I could devote my time between the two buildings, but I do not think at present it is possible. Maybe, in time, our efforts could be combined. In the meantime, I would like to propose weekly, or sooner, meetings to convey our findings in a joint venture. If we have the capability of communication, which we all took for granted not three days ago, we could keep in contact as the need arises." Dr. Victor crossed his arms, placing his hands underneath his armpits. Shaking his head, he glanced at Dr. Franco with a small look of disinterest. "Is this suitable for you, Dr. Franco?" Dr. Franco- "I'm amenable to that, as long as you can muster a security team to get you here... Our human resources aren't what they used to be. Mr. Clemans?"
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Oct 21, 2012 17:24:30 GMT -8
Seth- "Well, we got here this time, didn't we? I think we can handle that." Dr. Franco- *siiiiigh* "Well, you can't say it wasn't interesting. Dr. Green? Mr. Semple?" Dr. Green- "Let's get you gentlemen your supplies." Dr. Melange- "I'll go grab my purse and join you." Seth- "Sure, we'll wait outside." Seth, Doc V, Doc Green, and Lee went out to where Alex and the others were waiting.Officer One- "Lee, what the- Oh, Dr. Green. What do you need?" Dr. Green- "I'm going to take these gentlemen to get some supplies. For the moment, we're waiting for one more person." Officer One- "If you say so." Davin- "Good work, guys." Seth- "Oh, we got another surprise for you..." Davin- "Huh?" Dr. Melange- "Hello boys. I'm ready for the road." Dr. Melange was five foot eight, but slightly taller than Dr. Vic in her spike heels, and was bigger around than anyone present. She was dressed just a bit provocatively, enough to be off-putting to some and enticing to others. The low-cut shirt and high-waisted skirt were closely fitted and just professional enough to not cause a scene.Seth- "Everyone, this is Dr. Melange. She'll be helping Dr. Victor and lending us her scientific expertise. (He glanced at her) Oh that's a pretty necklace, Dr. Melange." Bebe- "Aww! Thank you Mr. Clemans, and thank you Dr. Green, I think we're ready." Dr. Melange eagerly corralled the men into the stairwell following Dr. Green, leaving the security guards to fume on their own.Bebe- "I just wanted to say, that I am so glad to be joining a group where I can say 'ZOMBIE' and 'REANIMATED CORPSE.' Ugh. These people can't just call a spade a spade and it's all "the afflicted with signs of blah blah blah." We all know what they are, why pretend?" Davin- "Wow, so, uh, you're coming with us, Dr...?" Bebe- "...Melange, as the man said. Yes I am." Davin- "Interesting choice of footwear." Bebe- "You go to war with the shoes you have, not the shoes you might want..." Thierry (quietly to Seth)- "What's going on, Seth?" Seth- "Dr. Melange wanted to come with us and I thought y'know, we could use a lady doctor..." Thierry- "Oh yes... Women's health. Very important. Is that what she does?" Dr. Green- "She's a neurologist." Thierry- "Oh." Seth (fell back a bit to talk to Dr. Melange)- "Dr. Melange, what sort of services do you think you would be able to provide?" Dr. Melange- "Oh, any old thing. I have the same basic training as a general practicioner, just not much experience as such. One thing I want to grab on the next floor is a few reference books. The internet will be sorely missed. But most of what I need for the job is under these blond tresses." Seth- "..." Davin- "What kind of doctor are you?" Dr. Melange- "A neurologist, like Robin Williams in 'Awakenings'?" Davin- "Oh, good movie." Dr. Melange- "I know! We're so glamorous." Seth- "Oh, we were talking about maybe getting a counselor for the building! Would that be something a neurologist could do?" Dr. Melange- "Not exactly, but I can help you find out if aberrant behavior is related to subtle brain damage, or a textbook degenerative condition... But I'm a good listener!" The party reached the second floor, and Dr. Green led them to a formerly refrigerated supply room. It was intensely dark, but he had a very bright flashlight.Dr.Green- "OK, Charles, let's look at the supplies... Might be a bit slow-going without the light, but you're familiar with our system, right? We'll make one more stop on the first for the gloves and other odd items." Most people hung back in the hall, for the cold comfort of dim, filtered sunlight. Near the back of the crowd still, Seth and Dr. M. talked more.Seth- "So Dr. Melange, do you think-" Dr. Melange- "You can call me Bebe." Seth- "Oh really? Dr. Victor wants everyone to call him 'doctor'. I thought that would be something like calling someone 'mister'." Bebe- "Haha. I don't know him, but I guess I will soon... Some doctors are really sticklers for formality, but I prefer to be more personable." Seth- "Oh yeah, that's great. So, Bebe, you said you wanted to perform experiments. Do you think you could find out how to stop people from becoming zombies?" Bebe- "I don't want to make any promises, but yes, there are still possible experiments that don't require autoclaves and perfectly sterile conditions. It's time to think like the people who invented Science. I'm excited to begin." Seth- "I'm really glad to hear that. We're trying to set up a clinic in our building. maybe we could reserve part of it to be a lab, too. If there's anything I can do to help you, I can also make any special accomodations you might need..." Bebe- "Oh, no no, I don't need anything special. Just give me time and space when I need it. And I may be able to recruit an assistant of my own from your people. Medical expertise is less important than good work ethics and communication skills." Seth- "Oh sure, I bet you can find that. Well I'm excited for you to join us." She smiled at him, like Garfield in an uncharacteristically good mood.
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Post by DKender on Oct 21, 2012 19:40:01 GMT -8
Seth and Dr. Victor returned with a disheartening lack of candy or teddy bears. Maybe research centers weren't like other medicine places and did not keep a stock of child-pleasers. However, the pair did bring back a woman. She was plump and had a well-educated air; actually, she kinda resembled Alex's high school biology teacher, the one who was reprimanded for calling the Pope an idiot and had a reputation for wearing low-cut blouses over her voluminous chest. He'd gotten quite the eyeful once or twice during class. As they entered the stairwell and moved to another part of the building, Alex amused himself by imagining his old high school overrun by zombies (one by one, the dead frogs in the bio lab rose to ...) and immediately felt guilty. What a cruel fantasy. He didn't get along with all his teachers, but they weren't evil. It occurred to Alex that, more likely than not, many people he once knew were dead. In fact, he was so social, it had to be a statistical certainty, right? His childhood friends, the cheerleaders who'd tease him, the congregation in his church, the nursing home residents who called him "Son", the folks down on the reservation ... how many survived the first brutal night? How many would survive this one? Why couldn't everybody just be good to each other? Alex idly worried that Ms. Bebe's high heels would trip her during the run home ... and since when did 403 become home? He shook his head. He then noticed that the new doctor and Seth were having a discussion, and waited politely until they'd paused to casually join the pair. "I'm Alex, Doctor Bebe," he offered. "You're a neurologist? Do you think, uhm, do you think any of these undeads still have thoughts? Like pieces of their old selves? And I couldn't help but overhear that you are looking for an assistant. Ione is really good at communicating. Maybe you can talk to her." Dr. Bebe- "I wouldn't have thought these undead have thoughts, but Seth here tells me there are different types. It may be true of the others. But zombies? They are in a very sad state. Certainly the thoughts that endear you to a person are all gone. Don't think twice if you need to end one.
Ione, hm? Sounds lovely. But I think I'll just meet everyone and see if I click with anyone. Maybe I could click with you." She winked, looking rather like an overweight Alicia Silverstone.Alex grinned and returned the wink. He didn't know what they were winking about, but he liked it.
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Post by Suyoi on Oct 21, 2012 20:20:12 GMT -8
"Michael, I haven't forgotten. You know I can't. Hey, do you remember that time we had the teenager who tried to do that parker-thing where they jump around like they're batman or something?" Mike- "Yeah, parkour, some kinda European craze."
"He actually applied for a job two years ago to be a receptionist at the sub-acute clinic. I pulled him in and asked him how he was doing. The stupid fool decided he would try and live on the edge more as a pill popping addict. He just tried to get the job for drugs. I lied on his piss test for him on the condition he got himself clean." Mike- "Haha, no worries about ethics and oversight now, you dog."
"I feel bad because I wasn't able to get back to him before this whole thing happened. Funny thing is, I met up with this Australian kid who is a dead ringer for him, except for the height, and such. He seems all right, but is just as broken inside." Mike- "You're a real wild one, Charles. You remind me of Hollywood Babylon. The mistress made me read that."
The duffle was slowly loading up with important bags filled with variously colored fluids. Dr. Victor did a mental count on the clinic's supplies as he spoke. His words seemed a little less enthusiastic. "I wish to Christ you'd stop calling me Charles. You know only your wife does that and gets away with it. It was bad enough Franco said it in front of that kid. If anyone calls me Chuckie, I'm probably going to need a Xanax. Well, we have a few druggies so nix that, but I think I could pass a few smarties off as a placebo of sorts. They aren't exactly the smartest." Mike- "HaHA!"
The sudden realization of the doctor's guffaw made him stop. "I'm sorry, Mike. I didn't mean to-" Mike- "Tina will probably be fine. I'm more worried about Nikki. That girl is a hipster, you know? Definitely in town somewhere when the shit hit the fan. But I guess all we can do for our people is pray. And you can pray in one hand and... Fuck it.
Hey, I hope you weren't shitting us about coming back. But let's get you out of here." He held the door for Dr. Victor.
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Oct 21, 2012 21:23:57 GMT -8
The doctors emerged from the dark cool room, rejoining the crowd. Dr. Green- "First floor for a bit more, then off you go! Shall we?"
Dr. Thierry- "Let's." The group proceeded.
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Post by Suyoi on Oct 21, 2012 22:13:55 GMT -8
During the second stairwell descent, the good doctor made sure he checked his shoes, allowing everyone but Dr. Green to pass. "Mike, give it to me straight. What do you think of Dr. Melange?" Mike- "She's inexperienced, but she's twice the mind I am. I don't know what the hell she's getting at though, with these experiments."
He continued his descent slower, the thought of other people and their family now coming to the forefront. "You know, Mike, I never thought about other people's families until I was surrounded by sound minds. Do you think I will ever get through this? I mean, do you think I will be able to keep some of these people from screwing up?" Mike- "Don't quite trust your team? I doubt it's as bad as all that. As long as they aren't acting out a Cormac McCarthy book yet, I'd say you found some winners."
"What the hell do you do in this place? Surely you're not still running on some secret grant money- that was years ago. How goes the research? And what the hell is Franco doing leading you all around? I thought Fickle Fine-Ghoul would have cried foul." Mike- "All my previous research is dead as dead now. As of yesterday, it's all finding out how to stop this madness. Bob actually was really helpful in managing the emergency situation. I had to get my hands real dirty too... Feingold knows better than to stick his neck out.
You know you're gonna be back. Haha."
Dr. Victor saved a few words for Seth as well. "We should be very well stocked. I just have to get more gloves, syringes and everything else non-pharm. You going to get us through this all right? I just wanted to say if I stepped on your toes by my little display, I meant well. Sometimes, people with bigger heads than even I have don't like to be told what the news is from some pretty slugger, if you know what I mean. Intellectual equals stand together as, uh, thick as thieves, so to speak. No harm, no foul." Seth- "Honestly I wasn't even sure what you were going on about back there, but it looks like it all turned out as you say." He shot the doctor the finger gun.
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