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poly_chromatic2013-07-18 10:15 am
recognize_an_opportunity) wrote in poly_chromatic2013-07-18 10:15 am
Entry tags:
Video / Action
[[Video]]
I'm afraid to say Lucky's will be...
[He clears his throat. He doesn't look good. His face is pale, and there's a sheen of sweat on his forehead, but he's obviously doing his best to ignore it.]
Closing earlier than usual for the next few days. There seems to be something going around the City, and I think it's best that we all...
[There's an obvious moment where he loses his train of thought -- probably due to that pounding headache that he has -- but then he rallies.]
Take it as easy as possible. As for my employees, if you find yourselves feeling ill, you should take some time off until you feel better. Thank you.
[[Action]]
[Sometime after the video post, he leaves the casino, ostensibly on an errand of some sort, although he seems to have forgotten what it is by the time he steps outside. For a second, he simply stands there, staring at the pavement, trying to use sheer determination to will the feelings of sickness away.
Then he takes a few steps. Sways. Nearly collapses. He sits down hard on the curb, head throbbing, and fumbles for a cigarette and his lighter. Maybe taking a minute to smoke in peace will help.]
[[OOC: Yes, he's taken sick, although he's not particularly desirous of admitting it. He probably won't be getting better till the very end of the event, so this can be a catch-all post for talking to him wherever he is -- in person at the casino or walking around the streets, via video, or at the hospital once someone eventually drags him there -- and performing his essence rite. Just stick a vague date in the comment so that I know when it's happening! And someone, please, convince this man to seek medical attention.]]
I'm afraid to say Lucky's will be...
[He clears his throat. He doesn't look good. His face is pale, and there's a sheen of sweat on his forehead, but he's obviously doing his best to ignore it.]
Closing earlier than usual for the next few days. There seems to be something going around the City, and I think it's best that we all...
[There's an obvious moment where he loses his train of thought -- probably due to that pounding headache that he has -- but then he rallies.]
Take it as easy as possible. As for my employees, if you find yourselves feeling ill, you should take some time off until you feel better. Thank you.
[[Action]]
[Sometime after the video post, he leaves the casino, ostensibly on an errand of some sort, although he seems to have forgotten what it is by the time he steps outside. For a second, he simply stands there, staring at the pavement, trying to use sheer determination to will the feelings of sickness away.
Then he takes a few steps. Sways. Nearly collapses. He sits down hard on the curb, head throbbing, and fumbles for a cigarette and his lighter. Maybe taking a minute to smoke in peace will help.]
[[OOC: Yes, he's taken sick, although he's not particularly desirous of admitting it. He probably won't be getting better till the very end of the event, so this can be a catch-all post for talking to him wherever he is -- in person at the casino or walking around the streets, via video, or at the hospital once someone eventually drags him there -- and performing his essence rite. Just stick a vague date in the comment so that I know when it's happening! And someone, please, convince this man to seek medical attention.]]
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