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  1. Keeley Saunders

    Damnable Bureaucracy

    January 25-26, 2019 11 p.m. [npc]“This area is under quarantine.”[/npc] That was what they’d told her when she’d gone to the hospital half an hour ago. The news had cut through some movie that was a couple years old, and worse than most B movies of the time before Resonance, with an Emergency Alert. A glaring change from the Werewolf romance movie playing on the morgue television set. When the broadcast interrupted the program to announce that New York Hospital was under quarantine; displaying the hospital sealed with metal doors over windows and doorways, and flashing lights outside as officials set up all the restrictions that came with a lockdown. Hand dropped the recording device she’d been holding, the object clattering loudly onto the metal tray to send instruments scattering to the floor. Keeley hadn’t even hesitated to call-in the other coroner working with her to take over the autopsy. Within minutes she was out the door, only stopping at home long enough to shower and change — people didn’t often talk to you when you smelled like the dead — then headed straight for the hospital. Only to be turned away. They wouldn’t tell her anything either. She flashed her credentials, tried explaining that her son was in there, and even attempted to push through the cops blocking her path as if she could get into the hospital with the doors blocked. Nothing worked. [keeley]My son is in there![/keeley] [npc]Ma’am, a lot of people’s loved ones are in there. We can’t let them in either. Now, we need you to move behind the barricade or we’ll have to arrest you. Please don’t make me have to do that. . .[/npc] The officer was polite, but Keeley didn’t care how polite the young man was. . . she wanted answers. Finally she headed for one place she knew she’d be likely to get some: the OFL headquarters. ------ 11:30 p.m. A half-hour later, Keeley stepped inside The Citadel. Looking as distraught as she felt, she stood frozen. She’d only been in here a few times, and the interior was as intimidating as the exterior to her. Getting clearance from security to go inside was easy since they knew her face and why she came here. When she explained that she was here in hopes of talking with Geoff, it’d been a simple process to get her squared away. Of course, not everything could go easy. A few minutes later she was gripping the back of her long black hair, making it even more disheveled from her fretting, as the receptionist explained that Geoff wasn’t here. [keeley]What do you mean he’s not here? Where is he?[/keeley] [npc]We aren’t at liberty to say, ma’am.[/npc] Her other hand slammed down hard enough on the counter top that it made the skin on her palm tingle sharply. [keeley]What do you mean you’re not at liberty to say? This is an emergency. Have you heard the news? I need to speak to Geoff now.[/keeley] Keeley figured that if anyone would know what was going on at the hospital it’d be the healing magus who’d taken on caring for her son. Geoff was the only one she’d come to fully trust for the care of Micah. OFL or not the elder man was ideal in his way of managing her son’s care and being open with her about matters. She’d never ran into an issue where he lied to her — a mother would know. And now, he was not here and they wouldn’t tell her where he was while her son was trapped inside a hospital under a mysterious quarantine that she knew not the first thing about. . . [npc]Ma’am w-[/npc] [keeley]Don’t ma’am me! Get Geoff down here or. . . If he’s at home just call him there. He'll come.[/keeley] The control on her emotions slipped; voice raising to a screech that quieted the receptionist while the other looked toward waiting security near the doors. Keeley didn’t miss that look either. The tears were gathering at the corner of her eyes and stinging as they did, and her hands had moved now to tug at the hem of her wrinkled shirt then rub both palms anxiously over the thighs of her blue jeans. As one of the security officers stepped forward, she turned to raise a shaking hand palm out in a beseeching manner. [keeley]Look, I’m not going to cause any trouble. I just. . . I just need to talk to Geoff. I need to know what is going on at the hospital. Please. . .[/keeley] She’d done her best to protect Micah. Everything she possibly could. Murdering her husband, getting in bed with criminals, putting herself between the OFL and ARMA to see that he got the best care possible. . . and here she was in a situation where she couldn’t do anything. Knowing nothing, and not being able to get to him, meant that it was out of her hands. And she didn’t like that one bit. For the first time in her life, Keeley felt herself start to hyperventilate. [npc]Ms. Saunders, why don’t you have a seat. . .[/npc] The security guard looked in concern to the receptionist who was at a loss. He stepped forward again to offer Keeley a hand only to have her shake her head. In-between panicked breaths, she managed to get out, [keeley]Get someone for me to talk to. . . now.[/keeley] Nobody would coddle her when she could not be with her son.
  2. Sebastian Ardal

    Field Trip

    Sept. 24th, 2017 The heavy backpack hit the ground in front of the train station with a notable thud. When Ardal had cooked up this idea and introduced it to Jo he had forgotten how much stuff one had to take with. Finding a place out in the country, in spite of potential dangers, away from people to work on her abilities simply seemed the smart thing to do. Since he knew how exhausting such work could be packing up some equipment so they could eat and sleep also seemed prudent. It did not mean however that he had to like hauling a heavy backpack around. Specially with his leg already starting to ache. He pondered the bottle of Advil in his pocket but voted against it for now. So long as Jo wasn't hampered by it he could make due. Ardal considered it luck that he managed to find a train to take them out this far. While many lines that had existed before the Resonance no longer did there was still a good number functioning so as to haul goods from the farms and ranches around New York into the city to hungry people. There was also still more than a few isolated spots that they could work in without having to cross into the Wild Lands and dealing with the Border Guard, which he doubted Jo would have been keen on. He couldn't say he liked the idea of having his time off documented for potential problems with members in the Order either. Somehow he doubted Salvatore would have been happy about him attempting to teach a rogue magus so she didn't have to go into the Order. Call him strange but he thought people learning to control their abilities so the public was safe was more important than recruitment. And he didn't trust ARMA to let her just learn and live either. He didn't let his thoughts wander much over his worries for things. He'd never taught before after all and he was attempting to help someone with a different kind of magic than himself. He might still be forced to insist she get formalized training from somewhere. He was just hoping he didn't have to. On the plus side however, he was going to be taking a relaxing time camping in what was once upstate New York with a pretty lady. He could think of worse ways to spend a few days off. "You know, before the Resonance I heard this area was lovely. I think it managed to retain that trait some," he said with a reassuring smile. He was sure Jo was nervous as a long tailed cat in a room of rocking chairs. Even with letting her pick where they were going and leading where ever she felt most comfortable. It was simply something he would have to work with. She trusted him enough to let him try and teach her and look into what happened to her. That was more than enough for now. He would have been lying to say he wasn't concerned about it however, and he was doing everything he could think of to remind Jo that everything was her decision and not his. "Doing alright? If you want we can just wait for a train home and try again when you're ready."

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