tampered | LOG: ONGOING [The Ark]

When; Sept. 29, all day and night!
Rating; PG-13 at most?
Characters; OPEN
Summary; The biggest storm you've ever seen has just broken out across the City. Water everywhere. But don't worry, if you were at the construction site chances are you're on the boat so it's time to get cozy with your neighbors in your new home. Who's 'in charge' you wonder? Well [Bad username or site: tharheblows title= @ livejournal.com] is--as your arkmaster, captain, and host. He's steering that ship into safety for all of you and has only one thing to say to those who've chosen to stay behind in the City: SUCKAS
Log;

[ooc: Here is the log taking place on the ark for all participating characters! Feel free to log whatever you'd like while the ship is at sea weathering the storm. Label threads accordingly for open interaction, group interaction, what have you. And remember, the City is not being washed away (although the view from the ark would be unclear) and network devices will work the same as they always do. Further information on the ark curse can be found here. We hope you all have fun ♥

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[The Oncologist in question is quiet himself, preoccupied with rather active worrying; he's stopped prodding at his phone for the moment, finding it entirely unresponsive, and is now scanning those aboard the deck, looking for any familiar faces he hasn't checked in with yet. He's anxious, uncertain as to whether being here was the right choice, but equally worried about anyone who's stayed behind.

At the same time, though, he's taken note of his assigned partner's state. So between his visual sweeps of the deck, he glances over. How does one strike up a conversation with a stranger they've been mysteriously likened to under circumstances like these? The best answer he's got is a general, gentle inquiry to make himself available if his newfound companion wants to talk.]

Hanging in there alright?

[Peeta looks up and smiles a little, but the smile doesn't quite reach his eyes. He's still wearing his apron and he wishes he had thought to stuff a few rolls in his pocket, but all that's in there is some dried frosting and sprinkles]

I'm okay. I'm worried about my fiancee.

[Wilson nods at that, understandingly.]

Do you know whether she was going to try and get on the boat?

I hope she did. I wish that we hadn't come up separately.

[He makes a slight noise of frustration]

Are you looking for someone?

Things got... a bit chaotic.

[He knows it's an understatement, as implied by his tone and slight shrug.]

Any of a few someones, really. I didn't quite manage to get a hold of everyone I'd wanted to.

Maybe I can help? If you tell me their names.

I'm looking for a girl named Katniss, for example.

It couldn't hurt-- and I'll certainly ask after Katniss for you. If we both look for all of them, we'll stand much better odds.

I'm looking for Doctor House.

[There's an odd quality of guilt to his tone; he'd tried, certainly, to track him down. But things were hectic, and the curse had driven him to a panic.

If it hadn't, he'd have been more inclined to think about what happened the last time the City played along to the Old Testament.]

[Peeta blinks]

I know House.

[And that draws a surprised glance from Wilson, his eyebrows arched.]

You do?

I don't suppose you've seen him since all this started.

[There's a brief nod]

He's my doctor. I haven't seen him in a couple of weeks, though. At least that makes it easier to find....

[Pause]

Wait, are you a doctor too?

[A slight inclination of the head;]

I am. Doctor Wilson.

Did you help, about a month ago, maybe, treat a guy who came in whipped?

Because there was a girl with him, she didn't leave his side, that was Katniss.

[He nods, slightly; he wasn't directly involved in the case, but he's as observant with frequent -- or constant -- visitors as he is with patients.]

I think I remember who you're talking about... long, dark hair? I'll be sure to keep an eye out for her, too.

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