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[losthispath.livejournal.com]

[he's sitting in the kitchen, face buried in his hands. and he's sneezing sometimes. Yes, he's got a cold. No he won't admit it.]

...Why are there no apples left in here?

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[losthispath.livejournal.com]

...to me it is. [rubs his neck]

[tothedeathofus.livejournal.com]

...Cause you're sick. Stop being stubborn about it, that's the job of a Luke.

[losthispath.livejournal.com]

Are you telling me that I act like a Luke?

[tothedeathofus.livejournal.com]

Yes. Now get your happy butt in gear, and head to bed.

[losthispath.livejournal.com]

Alright alright, if it'll make you happy... [gets up aaaand promptly sits back down because yay, the room is spinning]

[tothedeathofus.livejournal.com]

[Siiigghhhss] I really hope you weren't a caretaker in your world. You can't even take care of yourself. [And slides an arm under Guy's armpit, and up his back to rest on the opposite shoulder, hoisting him up] Come on. I'll take you there.

[losthispath.livejournal.com]

...I was a caretaker. [leans on Luke for a second before trying to stand on his own] It's fine just give me a few minutes.

[tothedeathofus.livejournal.com]

[Ahahah drags 8D] Where's your room?

[losthispath.livejournal.com]

[dragged - and close to flailing about it] Down the hall. [points]

[tothedeathofus.livejournal.com]

[Hey, at least he isn't carrying you bridal style. Which he totally -could-] Damn these longs halls...

[losthispath.livejournal.com]

[would die on the inside if that happened] Sorry that you... have to half-carry me.

[tothedeathofus.livejournal.com]

I'm kind of doing all the work here. Have you noticed your feet aren't working?

[losthispath.livejournal.com]

Ah, sorry! [and he finally starts walking although he looks like he would fall over without something to hold onto so he's using Luke's shoulder]

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[tothedeathofus.livejournal.com]

...

Ah, screw this. As fun as it is using you as a mop to clean this place up--

[tothedeathofus.livejournal.com]

[And in a swift maneuver, Luke bends slightly and slides his other arm beneath Guy's knees, pulling him up. Guess who's getting carried!]

Done

[tothedeathofus.livejournal.com]

--It's hard walking with dead weight. [And starts to walk. Don't fight it, or he will drop you]

Re: Done

[losthispath.livejournal.com]

[is too shocked/stiff/frozen/horrified/surprised, you name it, to do anything right now] Wha-what are you doing?

[tothedeathofus.livejournal.com]

...I'm tenderly taking you to a room so we can have a loving moment together. Wouldn't want my little darling to get tired on the way there. [lulz]

[losthispath.livejournal.com]

[@_@ have a wide eyed look - he's trying to figure out if he's joking or if he should start running away now]

[tothedeathofus.livejournal.com]

[Luke has had the same expression from his icon since he saw the kid. You can take it as you will, though his voice always sounds serious XD]

[losthispath.livejournal.com]

[hahaha, Guy has decided to not take it seriously this time. XD But he's still not all too sure] ...we're here. [points at a door]

[tothedeathofus.livejournal.com]

Alright, open the door...[And lowers himself a bit so Guy can get that.]

[losthispath.livejournal.com]

You can let me down again if you want to. [opens the door and gives it s short push] There.

[tothedeathofus.livejournal.com]

...Can't let my snugglebunny waste his energy now, Can I? [Walks to the bed.]

[losthispath.livejournal.com]

...yeah, right. [laughs nervously and eyes Luke for a second]