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

[KitanaVorr]

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

Amy shook her own head. "I don't know...we only just found this out a couple of days or two. I brought it up to the brass upstairs, but they're not interested." Her face looked angry and withdrawn. "Dr. Harrison thinks we're overreacting and that we don't have any conclusive proof."

OOC: CARLOS

 

[Velenne]

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

Carlos works out the possibilities in his mind, eliminating and problem solving simultaneously. If a movie could be made of his mind's inner workings, it might play out like some sort of filme noir -leaping back and forth between different tangents.

"We should try looking at the other patient's blood samples and compare all the demographics. Do we still have those? Shashi, have you compared the DNA of the West Nile from these two patients for possible anomolies? Do we have access to a spectrometer here? Should we inform the CDC of all this? I mean, to hell with the brass upstairs. If they can't see, we'll make them see right?"

 

[Timothy]

Misty takes the money and says:

"Okay I'll go buy something, and I'll think of something too!"

She thens go out and starts pondering who could have the money Mayes needs. Suddenly she thinks about Micheal Mathews, when he wasn't widely known they used to be friends... Let's see if he still has his old number...

Misty will walk back in and go to the phone, remembering the cell number of the star....

* Ring, Ring*

 

[KitanaVorr]

Mayes Apartment
Fifth Ward

Misty tries to dial, but then she remembers that Mike is eight years older than her, so she was at least ten when he still lived in the hood. Also that she wouldn't have the private number to a rap star's personal cell phone. Plus getting a call from a prostitute is not going to be too credible when he doesn't know her.

Then she remembers that she needs to ask the almighty creatoress if she does know anybody not listed on her given contact list just like everyone else has had to ask. Initiative is good, but this one doesn't make sense.

OOC: MISTY

 

[Timothy]

Mayes Apartment
Fifth Ward

Misty tries to dial, but then she remembers that Mike is eight years older than her, so she was at least ten when he still lived in the hood. Also that she wouldn't have the private number to a rap star's personal cell phone. Plus getting a call from a prostitute is not going to be too credible when he doesn't know her.

Then she remembers that she needs to ask the almighty creatoress if she does know anybody not listed on her given contact list just like everyone else has had to ask. Initiative is good, but this one doesn't make sense.

OOC: MISTY

but, but...Ahh nevermind m,y post then. Jemal if need to contact me, I'll be at mayes.

Misty will go shopping!

 

[GWolf]

"No I'm not lost" Ferris says considering how to choose his words. "I'm in a bit of trouble and could really use some information, about this gang known as the lobos, and I recoginzed you, and will you, you looked friendly enough" Ferris says trying not to sound wimpy.

 

[KitanaVorr]

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

Shashi nodded at Carlos. "I haven't had the opportunity to...but all this has to be approved by the boss before we can do anything...and nobody's given us approval yet to use the machinery."

"They think we're overreacting, that there couldn't possible be a new strain of West Nile, that I made the wrong diagnosis." At that last statement, Amy looked affronted. "I only got this far...and then Dr. Harrison called a stop to it all."

OOC: CARLOS

 

[KitanaVorr]

T-Bull's home, outside
Fifth Ward

As Misty walked along to the small convience store, she passed by the front of T-Bull's home. She could see him, a woman in a silver mercedes and a young man. They seemed to be talking, the young man nervous and T-Bull certainly not too willing to accept him quite yet.

Jessica's brows furrowed. "You want information on the Lobos? Well, you'll have to ask T-Bull, I don't really know much about gangs or anything."

OOC: T-BULL, FERRIS, MISTY

 

[GWolf]

Ferris extends his hand. "My name is Ferris, I assume you are T-Bull?"

"What info do you have on lobos, cuz there after me and want to kill me..." Ferris curses himself for letting so much slip.

 

[KitanaVorr]

Phillis Wheatley High School, Bloody Claws
Fifth Ward

As Benny waited for Lamar's response, Malcolm was making his way closer to the claws. The closer he got the more nervous his brother looked until Jeffery couldn't take it anymore. He quickly excused himself and started heading out of the school grounds, both hands in his pockets and his head ducked down. His cap jammed down over his ears, posture hunched over.

OOC: MALCOLM, LAMAR