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[bloodyimposter.livejournal.com]

...

[sneezes, sniff]

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[lyingfairytale.livejournal.com]

Asch?

[fonon-master.livejournal.com]

Bless you.

[bloodyimposter.livejournal.com]

[sniffs] L-Lina?

[mixolydianmode]

...you ended up sick, didn't you?

[bloodyimposter.livejournal.com]

...Fon Master? [blinks, feeling a little woozy right now =__= ]

[bloodyimposter.livejournal.com]

[sniffs] W-What gave you that idea... [excuse him, he's feeling pretty out of it right now]

[mixolydianmode]

Your painfully cheerful attitude. *this is Asch, we don't expect him to ever really be 'in it'.*

[fonon-master.livejournal.com]

Hello, Luke. How are you?

[bloodyimposter.livejournal.com]

...uhh, not very well, sir.

[bloodyimposter.livejournal.com]

[just moans] Ok, so I guess I got a little sick...no big deal.

[fonon-master.livejournal.com]

I see.

Would you like some healing?

[mixolydianmode]

So why the hell aren't you in bed, idiot?

[bloodyimposter.livejournal.com]

It's all right, don't trouble yourself over a cold, Fon Master.

[bloodyimposter.livejournal.com]

Cause I'm not tired?

[fonon-master.livejournal.com]

Ah, okay. Just drink plenty of juice and I'm sure you'll be all right. [Smiles]

[bloodyimposter.livejournal.com]

Ah...yes, I'll make sure I do then. Thank you, sir. [sniffs =.= ]

[mixolydianmode]

You still have to rest.

[bloodyimposter.livejournal.com]

[sighs, pressing his hand on his forehead] Fine...[leans into a nearby wall]

[mixolydianmode]

*almost nervously grabs him by the arm and starts to haul him back to his room.* Dammit, I don't know a thing about taking care of someone who's sick, so you can't go getting worse on me!

[bloodyimposter.livejournal.com]

[lets himself get hauled back] [feeling pretty woozy and warmer then usual, burning up]

[mixolydianmode]

*helps him to the bed, then crosses his arms in thought. this is so akward. he'd prefer Asch to be yelling at him than be like this..* Uh, okay. Lemme see.. What the hell did the maids do when I was sick...?

[bloodyimposter.livejournal.com]

[maybe he got sick from the lack of his coat, or maybe all the stress finally caught up with him. Either way he's too busy pulling the covers up, shivering a little and feeling a mixture of hot and cold to really think straight]

[mixolydianmode]

*starts by getting a couple of extra blankets and flopping them over Asch, then going for another pillow, his own, adding that to the bed before sitting on the edge to wonder what he should do next.*

[bloodyimposter.livejournal.com]

[he has his eyes closed, so he can't exactly see what he's doing, but he suddenly felt like a lot of things were just placed onto the bed]

[mixolydianmode]

That's right! Guy kept going on about needing lots of liquids! *stands up suddenly at the question and dashes from the room.*