{Eleven (39)} &diams It's not easy being (human)

[burnt_orangesky]

[This entry appears late morning. The writing is shaky and somewhat less bold than usual, as though she isn't pressing her pen into the page very firmly.]

Bridge, I am afraid I do not feel very well at all; I shall be absent from the Yard today and perhaps a few more days as well. I am not entirely sure at this time.

Youth, my apologies for not showing up at our training session this morning; I shall have to make it up later, I suppose.

Bastet, as things stand I will be unable to collect from the current Wilderness, sorry for giving you such short notice.

[Pause] Genius, would you mind stopping by at some point today?

-Fred

Comments

[grab-my-bells.livejournal.com]

Snake-hair again? Or is it just the flu?

[in other words: Fred, obviously you're not ok, so I'm concerned and want to know what's wrong, but won't say so easily.]

[spandexisyouth]

Bell is being rude. Do not listen to him.

I will bring something over. What would you like?

[live_ringer]

Feeling under the weather, hm? [Or, Gene thinks, suffering a memory punishment but he won't write as much over the journal.]

Don't worry, we'll hold down the fort at the Yard. Maybe get the new people to pick up the slack.

[ghost_of_00]

[No reply, but 00 will stay home to make tea and mostly-Japanese food for her and have pink!Haro watch Genius when he comes.

Hopefully her arm will stay firmly attached today.]

[handy-psychic.livejournal.com]

Sure... that's cool...

[man-genius.livejournal.com]

Are you feeling ok, woman-friend?

[desig-survivor.livejournal.com]

If it gets any worse, go to the Clinic.

[treeleopardess]

Don't worry about it. It seems to be going around.