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[death_gone_mad]

This morning finds Amascut Sarah at a window looking out at the Milliways grounds, which where covered with snow by a passing storm sometime last night.

The way humid hot air from the Caribbean inlet meets the cold damp air above the rest of the grounds brews up strange storms like that sometimes.

"The weather here is such a pile of camel dung and this cold, doubly so," she mutters. "Why am I even here?"

Well, snow on the ground means that she successfully avoided another Milliways Holloween, hopefully. She chooses to sit down at a table far away from any windows and orders the spiciest seafood soup on the menu and a large pot of tea.

Maybe she's here for the food. That is always good here.

Plague Plot - Patient Zero

[cottoncandypink]

It was really only a matter of time. Kids are germ magnets, after all. Michael was bound to pick one up somewhere. Luckily it's just a cold, and he's always kind of slobbery and gross, so it's not like it's the end of the world or anything.

Wilford and Michael are over by the fire today, like most days. While Wilford taps away on his new, sticker-and-tape-free laptop, Michael is on the floor playing with his plastic dinosaurs. Ostensibly, he's eating a box of animal crackers. In reality, he's just grinding them into the rug.

[ooc: Plague Plot is a go. See this Back Room post for details.]