[[ooc: sometime after
this log, well before evening sirens]]
[this is Oruha looking pale and not a little unwell. she seems to be walking unsteadily along as she talks, distracted by one thing or another]
I do hope everyone's doing well. [a pause, then a little more worriedly as she hasn't heard from them in a while and hasn't had a chance to call them yet:] Jade, Gamzee. Are you two all right?
In case anyone needs a place to bunk in for a few days while their place is getting fixed up, my apartment was left relatively unscathed by the earthquake and the darkness proofing seems to be holding up. Just let me know, all right?
[at this point, she stops walking, eyes closed, one hand pressed against her temples as she fights down a wave of nausea. she winces a little and sways, obviously dizzy.]
[good thing it's not much farther to go till her apartment. still, she takes a moment to lean against a nearby wall to gather her bearings before she starts moving again.
[one last thing before she ends the feed - ]
Mr. Creed, Mr. d'Epinay, if you see this, I'm sorry, but I don't think I'll be able to come to work tonight. I'll make up for it tomorrow, I promise.