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Out back, there has been a temporary covered notice board erected. On that notice board are two large pieces of paper. One is a large building plan, and the other is a poster.

INFIRMARY DAY ROOM UNDER CONSTRUCTION
If you wish to assist construction, please see Dr Guppy Sandhu for details.
Construction workers will be paid on their bar tab.*

When the room has been built, we will be looking for a few pieces of artwork** for to decorate inside; if this would interest you please also see Dr Sandhu.

*Construction must be done properly. If you need instruction please ask.
**Content of artwork must be suitable for people of all ages.

The area to be built in has been marked off behind a tape with a warning sign on each side.

Let the construction begin!

[ooc: Project with mods and Bing's permission. Oompa Loomas helping in the background with Bing's permission. Please see Back Room Post here.]

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William's been looking for Guppy and he gets a note at Bar telling him to go outside and he stares at the construction before saying,

"Hello? Doctor Sandhu?"

"Hi William." Guppy comes out under the tape. "How are you doing? You can call me Guppy by the way, if you want."

"Guppy, I'll try and remember that. I scanned my brother and started him on the medicine,"

He pulls the scanner from his pocket, its still reading what it did when it went over Mark.

"Thanks." Guppy takes the scanner back, looks at it and nods grimly.

"Looks like it is tuberculosis. How is he?"

"Ain't seen any difference yet? Will they start workin' soon?"

"How long has he been taking them?" Guppy asks.

"About three days now."

"It'll take longer than that, it's a very long course." Guppy says. "Months even. He should start to feel a bit better relatively soon, but it takes a long time to go away completely."

"Right, good, long as it works that's what I hope for. What are you workin' on?"

"William... tuberculosis is a serious illness and he's had it for a long time. What I've given you for him is the best possible treatment we have, and his chances are good. But I would be lying if I said they were a hundred percent. I'm sorry to be grim but it's important you know that."

He gestures to the building site.

"We're building a day room for patients to recouperate in. A bit like a lounge we can observe people in."

"I know and I'm just glad he's got more of a hope than he did before,"

He won't ever stop worrying until the day Mark never coughs again.

"Keep me posted." Guppy says. "If he takes them for several weeks and isn't getting better, or gets worse, there may be other antibiotics we can try. But the ones I gave you should work because the medicines don't exist in your world yet, so the disease shouldn't have had the chance to get resistant to them."

"Several weeks, I'll try and leave you notes if things start changin' if I don't see you,"

That will help William to feel that he's doing something more than just waiting.

"Okay. I'm in fairly regularly but if you don't hear back from me then contact one of the other infirmary staff. There's always a chance I've got locked out."

"I will. Thank you. I think I'm goin' to see if anythin' needs doin' in the stables."

"Okay, take care." Guppy says, nipping back under the tape.

Joe approaches the tape, curious.

He's been looking for something to keep himself busy--there's only so long he can stand reading the newspapers and magazines that people leave behind in the bar, and while he's happy enough just people-watching, people don't necessarily enjoy that.

"Hello?"

"Hi." Guppy comes over, nipping under the tape. "Are you interested in helping with the project?"

"I, uh..."

It still takes him a while sometimes to process that he is being spoken to.

But he can do this. He takes a deep breath.

"I am, yes. I have some experience at--well, I follow orders very well."

"That's great." Guppy says. "I'm Guppy; I'm in charge of the project."

"Nice to meet you," he says. "I'm Joe. Joe Bonham. I live here."

A pause.

"Well, upstairs."

"Nice to meet you too Joe. Come join us when you have time, it's freelance. We'll be working on it until it's finished."

He gives Joe the basic instructions of where they're digging the foundations.

"That sounds easy enough," Joe says.

He sure knows how to dig. That's trench life for you.

"Excellent." Guppy gets him a spade. "It's very relaxed work, take breaks as and when you need, any problems give us a shout."

"I will," he says, taking the spade.

It's good to have a purpose, something to do with his time. He sure missed working--how many years has it been since he worked in the bakery? There's something about honest manual labor that makes a man feel content with his world.

Guppy gets back to digging, glad to have another person on board.

Jessica had spotted the notice outside after her work out and decided she would help if she could. After all she helped spread that bout of flu whether she meant to or not and it'd be a way to make up for it. Thus she looks for Guppy after getting a plate of fruit and cheese and glass of OJ.

Guppy is currently digging part of the foundations. He might not be any good at the technical stuff, but a spade he can handle.

He's also collecting a box of mysterious bits of lost property that are turning up now they're clearing and digging the area.

Good thing she decided to check outside again.

"Doctor Sandhu?" she calls out when she gets within a few meters.

Guppy looks up, pulling a large rock out of the way of his spade.

"Hi... I'm not sure if we've met but I'm afraid I've forgotton your name if so."

"What..." she replies caught off guard before she remembers her costume. Pulling down the mask, she tries again, "Sorry forgot I was wearing this. It's Jessica Drew. I came to you when I had that flu?"

"Oh, yes, sorry." Guppy says. "It was the mask that fooled me. Are you interested in the project?"

She nods and says, "Yes, though I don't know much of construction. I also want to apologize. I did my best to stay within my room while I was sick but I underestimated the fever. I have vague memories of things that couldn't have happened within the room so I must have gotten out. I hope not to many people got sick cause of me."

"Don't worry, I did exactly the same when I got sick." Guppy says. "We can use all the help we can get and a lot of it is quite straightforward." He indicates the spade.

"And it's freelance when you have time. And assuming you're well again, that is."

"I was well enough to do a good work out so I'm good," she says picking up the spade. "How deep are you planning on going?"

Wouldn't be good to go to far now.

Guppy tells her. ~~Lalala mun knows nothing about building sorry.~~

"Providing we can get that deep. If you get too stuck with rocks and things flag it and we'll get a heavy tool or... get a magic user to zap it or something."

She laughs. "I don't think that will be a problem. In case the clothes weren't a give away, I'm a super hero and can flip a lot of the car that are on the roads nowadays."

"Excellent." Guppy says. "Glad to have you on board."

"No problem. Besides the exercise will do me good," she replies and sets in digging.

Guppy carries on with what he was doing. At this rate, they'll have the room up in no time!

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