[Laura is once again on the feed, this time looking worse for ware. She's pale and clammy, wrapped up in a blanket or twelve. Beads of sweat are visible on her forehead, and it's quite clear that, like others on-board, she's quite sick.]

I'm afraid the cold that is going around has hit me rather hard.

[She coughs, and it wracks her entire body. Laura's used to appearing in-charge and put-together. And right now? She's the opposite of that. Fragile. Human. Mortal. Dying.]

If- I don't trust myself to leave my room. If someone could arrange for anyone from medical, Peter, perhaps?, to visit me, I would appreciate it.

I...

[She looks towards her right, off the camera.]

I fear the cancer has taken advantage of this illness.

[ katniss is restless with illness, crabby with it. she wants to do something to get her out of her head, but she's worked herself too much already today, knows she's reaching a point where pushing through will only make her worse, not better. so she rests in bed, and tries to find something to talk about. she's not very good at small talk, often only exchanges a couple of words and then considers the conversation over, but there's one thing she could listen to people talk about forever. ]

Would anyone like to tell me about their favourite foods?

[ voice, because she still finds texting too fiddly. after a pause, she adds an addendum: ]

Be as detailed as you'd like.

[Ianto could make a big announcement, Petrelli-style. He could talk about the last time people started getting sick (though he's fairly certain this isn't stasis sickness all over again), or how everyone should band together to help each other and keep an eye on each other. He could propose that people voluntarily go to the medbay to get their blood tested, or ask people to compare symptoms and severity.

As if anyone has the bloody energy for all that.]

Is there anyone who isn't sick?

[ hey there, TQ, here's an unfamiliar face. for now, anyway - you'll see a lot more of it, if this ship keeps being a giant piece of shit.

okay, maybe this ship is actually kind of spectacular, especially compared to what was left of the ark. but that doesn't mean she's any kind of thrilled when she turns on the camera and gives it the dryest of looks (only made worse by the telltale signs of whatever the hell sickness is going around). ]

If anyone needs lift 3, you might as well take the stairs. [ don't tell her there aren't any stairs, she already knows. the point being made is, this puppy's stuck hard and fast.

raven glances up at the ceiling, then at one of the panels along the wall. ]

Hope nobody minds if I fix this stupid mess while I'm in here. [ it's a little offhanded, but she's already prying at one of the panels. ] You can thank me later.

[ then the feed turns off. ]