WELCOME TO DREAMWIDTH, HERO...

Girls? Remember when I told you that you shouldn't be going out alone, or talking to strangers too much?

Well, I hope you do. Because you'd better be extra careful. It's dangerous out there, right now.

...And make sure you're eating healthy.

It occurs to me that I have now been here for more than six months. I'm not sure what that means, but I'm sure it means something.

Medical care has definitely improved a damn sight here, though, I must say.

Can't you people go for a week without giving me a damn headache?

At any rate, I think it's about time for another clinic reminder. Yes, there is a clinic. It is open all hours, I should know, I pull skeleton, and has passing decent medical equipment for this time period. No, we will not blab your secrets to everyone, there is such a thing as confidentiality. This includes secret identities. And we won't turn you away for being "strange," unlike some other places in this cesspool.

If you're injured or ill, or just think you might be injured or ill, come to the clinic. No running off to lick your wounds in private, that's not allowed. And downright idiotic.

That's it, I think. McCoy out.

[Private to Spock]

We should talk.

Here! Any y'all know where a man can get some mint? I mean fresh mint, still green an' growin'.

Oh, an' a mallet! An' a muddler!

I have been informed by two different people that Emergency Services would be unwillin' to help them in case of injury. One of them went on to say that the hospital, any hospital, would also be unwillin'.

I have also been informed by another person that what I am assumin' is a third party had also informed her of the same situation.

Now, tell me something. Were they being paranoid, or do the doctors here not take a Hippocratic Oath? Because if it is true, then that's a situation that can't be allowed to stand, Prime Directive be damned!

Has anyone even tried to alter the situation?

So, I was told I should probably ask about this on the "main board." Now, I'm assuming that means sending out a general message to everyone in range, so that's what I'm doin'.

These powers, or whatever they are. From what I understand, this transporter or whatever it is, is supposed to have given me one. I'm going to assume that it has something to do with the panic attack-like symptoms I've been having.

Now, I say panic attack-like because, while on the surface it appears similar, I have discovered them to be something quite different entirely. It's more like being bombarded with feelings and emotions that I should by no means be experiencing. Worry, stress, fear, anger, boredom, giddy happiness, sadness. All at the same time, and over nothing.

I've been doing some slight experimentation, and it seems to increase in the vicinity of other people. This bein' a city of some sort, there are lots of those.

I wouldn't want to draw any inferences from these experiments, since they were by no means scientific. Besides, I know nothing about this particular, er, area of study, whatever you wanna call it.

What I'm askin' is: HOW IN GOD'S NAME DO I TURN IT OFF?

It's rainin', and I'd like to go inside.