[d20 Modern] Gangs of Texas [PG-17] IC

Mayes Apartment
Fifth Ward


It was the first time Misty had ever seen Mayes look angry at her. "You don't know anything, girl. Nothing! You don't give a sh_it about me or anybody else but yourself. If you did, you'd open up your eyes and see what's going on...but you don't." Mayes walked past her and slammed the door to his bedroom behind him.

OOC: MISTY
 

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Phyllis Wheatley High School
Fifth Ward
11:30am


"That's serious," Lamar said. "I'll nose around if I can, and we'll talk to T-Bull after school. He'll know what to do."
 

Phyllis Wheatley High School
Fifth Ward
11:30am


While Lamar and Malcolm talked, somewhere out there in the milling of the crowd they could see the separate sections where the gangs hung out during lunch time...at least the junior members of the much larger gangs.

Although colors were forbidden on school grounds, it didn't make a difference, everyone knew who everyone was. And everyone knew that sitting on the bleachers over near the field were the Junior Lobos, known as the Perros Locos.

Everyone also knew that sitting under the trees, or what passed as trees, were the Junior Panthers, known as the Bloody Claws. Right in the center of Bloody Claw world, Malcolm and Lamar recognized the slim rather scruffy from of Jeffery busy talking to one of them. He looked upset and nervous.

OOC: LAMAR, MALCOLM
 

That girl sire looks familair, and that black guy looks friendly enough....Hey thats the hottie from the resturant yesterday!

Ferris walks over to the man.

"Yo!, Whats up man?"
 

University of Texas Medical School--Houston, Virology Lab
Texas Medical Center


Shashi nodded to both of them before pulling out a few files. "Well, what do you know about the west nile virus, Dr. Munguia?"

Carlos thinks about it and at the moment all he can remember is stuff from his classes at school. West Nile is a virus that usually results in mild fever and a few other symptoms. He knows that the most severe case result in West Nile Encephalitis, West Nile Meningitis or West Nile Meningoencephalitis. Encephalitis refers to an inflammation of the brain, meningitis is an inflammation of the membrane around the brain and the spinal cord, and meningoencephalitis refers to inflammation of the brain and the membrane surrounding it.

"Well," Amy speaks now. "You know that so far in Texas the case count is 190 with 11 deaths reported as of December 2002. That's 11 deaths since the virus appeared in the States back in 1999." She took a deep breath. "We've had 5 fatal cases within the last two weeks alone."

OOC: CARLOS
 

University of Texas Medical School--Houston, Virology Lab
Texas Medical Center


"That is odd. You think it's a new strain? Most of the cases of meningitis and encephalitis were in the sick or the elderly. It's just not strong enough to kill a healthy person. Does that pattern hold true with these latest deaths?"

Carlos' entire demeanor seems to change when he's talking medicine. His voice, his posture, even his speech patterns alter and it becomes seemingly apparent that he's using a whole other part of his brain. Almost like switching modes. It might be a little eerie, or impressive, but it's definately not the same Carlos. His intellect comes through and takes over.
 
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Phyllis Wheatley High School
Fifth Ward
11:30am


"Hey, Lamar, you know who my brother is talking to over there?" Malcolm nodded his head to the Bloody Claws area. "I'm curious what's going on, but if I head over there Jeffrey will just clam up. Can you either talk to the guy, if you know him or get close to hear what there saying without being caught?" Malcolm asks with a worried expression.

Malcolm takes a look over at the Locos area to see if he is being eyeballed by any of the punks that were outside Mayes building yesterday.
 

Just outside T-Bull's Home
Fifth Ward
8:15am


T-Bull turned halfway, raising a dark brow at the newcomer. "Umm...hi. Are you lost? The bus stop and pay phone are over there," he informed automatically, pointing the way across the street.
 

Just outside T-Bull's Home
Fifth Ward


"Oh hey, its the waiter from Fu Kim," Jessica spoke up, the flash of recognition echoing in her dark eyes. "What are you doing out here? Are you lost?"

Ferris was close enough now to see that the parking permit hanging on her rearivew mirror. It read 'Simtex Corporation' and somewhere in the back of Ferris' mind he remembers that his father worked for Simtex.

OOC: TBULL, FERRIS
 
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Just outside T-Bull's Home
Fifth Ward


"Fu Kim?" T-Bull turned all the way around, crossing his arms as his eyes narrowed. "Yeah, just what are you doin' here, buddy?" he questioned, though his tone was far less friendly than his words. The big man's arms flexed with his displeasure.
 

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