major_west

[BACKDATED: No later than 12 hours after Billy went to Clapet.]

[West is standing there, clad in one of Billy's hoodies, because hey, they're like the exact same size and why date somebody if you're not going to steal their clothes? Anyway, he has a comatose ferret in the crook of his arm. He's in the kitchen, so it's presumably reasonably enough lit with the fires.]

Billy, I've been carrying this lump of fur for the better part of the day. You do realise we're both committed to this animal's wellbeing, don't you?

[He offers a tight, wry smile, TRYING TO LOOK LIKE THIS IS ALL A JOKE, TOTALLY NOT A BIG DEAL.]

So, come along, hurry up, and stop shirking your ferret duties.

[An awkward pause. He clears his throat.]

And, if any of you lot see Billy, tell me where he is so I can slap a bit of sense into him?

[RIGHT. WEST IS TOTALLY NOT WORRIED AT ALL.]

[OOC: SORRY, I meant to post this last night, but got sidetracked by paying my awful, awful bills. And then work. The usual.

PS CLAPET: when he finds out about what you did, he is gonna try to kill you. Brutally. Because YOU KILLED ALL MY BOYYYYYZZZZ is his big trigger :C]

[Major West, all things considers, sounds remarkably calm and in charge.]

What you are witnessing, those of you who've found your way into port, is Infection. Don't come into contact with any Infected persons. Cover your mouth, nose and-- if possible-- eyes. The virus is highly contagious and spreads through bodily fluids. Should you or anybody in your group become exposed to the Infection, you have less than a minute to put them down.

And I suggest that you do put them down.

They are not your loved ones. Your friends, your family, your... wardens or inmates. They are Infected. The smallest act of mercy may cost you your life. Don't be foolish.

[A pause.]

Billy. Adam. Tell me you're still alive.

[Private to Billy]
Billy, Morgan and Rube wish for us to act as spokesmen for homosexuality.

[OOC: Reference to this and this. Why, yes, West's hoping to phrase it this way to get Billy to say no, so he can shrug and go "OH WELL I TRIED" to Morgan]

[Private to Billy]

Tomorrow is--

Things have the potential to go very, very wrong.

[For other rioters: what follows is each of your individual assignments, all locked to one-on-one private filters, so even other rioters don't know what's going on. Each rioter will also be given the correct time and meeting place for them to make their stand-- except for Logan, whom he no longer trusts :c]

Has Billy suffered from a massive stroke in my absence, or did we gain a second one?

[OOC: SO West came back, decided that life's too short (or afterlife or WHATEVER) because he went somewhere shitty during his absence, and decided to just man up and kiss Billy. After six+ months of sexual tension.

It turned out to be Barney.

WHOOPS. West's not happy]

Dear Billy,

I'm trapped in the Infirmary with Morgan, who is on a great deal of painkillers, and Namor, who is... himself. There's no door, no food, and all of the pipes appear to have burst, which isn't causing any problems yet, but I've a feeling the water won't be stopping until this is a giant swimming pool. I'm probably going to die.

...

That's all.


Sincerely,
Henry

[OOC: This presumably takes place many hours after this log. So, the water's already risen to a couple feet]