There'll be trouble when the kidz come out

[lucetimods]

Who: All remaining draftees
What: Zombies! Zombies! Zombies!
When: The 29th to 31st
Where: Vaskoth
Summary: Please read here for event information
Rating: B for BRRAAAIIIINSSSS

On the 29th, the Malnosso announce over the radios that the power cap will be lifted to a full 100%. Carol broadcasts a message.

On the 30th, the Malnosso declare Vaskoth completely lost. Those with radio access will discover that the enclosure is to be bombed.

On the 31st, survivors will have one last chance to evacuate or try to find the cure. 3PM is do or die.

Comments

[hadtobeme]

Mordin looks down at the frightened girl holding tightly onto Spike's leg. His brow tightens. A child. In the lab. At a time like this? He sighs of frustration, lowering the weapon, if only not to continue scaring the child. He turns slightly, to place the beaker in his other hand down on the counter.

"Enclosure is irrelevant. There is no cure. Not yet. Won't be, if I continue to be interrupted."

[touchofrogue]

"If the enclosure is irrelevant, ya might wanna make that clear to your nursin' staff."

In respect to him putting down his gun, Rogue propped one hand on her hip. But she didn't move.

"They seem ta think 'Lucetians' are gettin' priority. An' more ta the point--" before Spike can repeat himself and get nasty, "--if you're too busy ta hand out the pro-cure, tell us where we can go ta get it. The girl needs somethin'."

[deadpoet]

Spike was going to get nasty anyway. But he could, at least, be somewhat reasonable.

"Pro-cure? Look, I don't care what you label it. This girl needs it, right? So make with the cure, Ackbar."

Somewhat.

[hadtobeme]

Mordin's eyes go wide in an instant. They wanted him to give the proto-cure to a child?

"Aftereffects of proto-cure too much for a child! Psychological trauma, physical pain. Mind is awake, but body still deteriorates. Better off without it. No memory."

It was a disgusting thing to say, to refuse medicine to a child, but the implications... to have your body die while your mind is fresh. It would destroy her.

[touchofrogue]

"You're tellin' me death is preferable to some trauma. 'cause whether it's with the end the Malnosso have planned for us," she deliberately did not refer to the bomb in front of the girl, "or the virus, she ain't got a lot of time. An' you can live through trauma."

[deadpoet]

"She needs. Something." His menacing tone, for a moment, gave way for a slip of desperation. "We're already in over our heads on trauma. She just needs a shot at living."