say it don't spray it; a voice post.

[lazyinlove]

Kya-HAschyuu!

[That pleasant sound is accompanied by some sniffling, and throat clearing. You're welcome, fellow space cases.]

Sorry. I...my brain is all stuffed up.

[By the sound of it, the croaky teenager addressing you right now probably means his sinuses are stuffed up.]

It's cold. Anyway some of you said you could help with some stuff before...Don't say it, okay? Just -hyaaaSCHOO!

[Sniiiiiffff, cough. Really attractive, right?]

Show of hands?

Comments

No worries. He doesn't look so hot either, no doubt.

[lazyinlove]

Just this I think. I'm gonna...you know. Doctor.

[inafadingcrown]

As you wish. [She's a healer, but she'll let someone else take this one.] Where may I find you?

[lazyinlove]

[He doesn't know about the healing thing to ask, whoops. As it is, a babysitter for a few hours sounds awesome. And some cold medicine wouldn't suck either.]

Uh...you don't know where Jesse lives, do you?

[inafadingcrown]

I do not, I'm afraid.

[lazyinlove]

Hang on.

[There's the usual clicking and thinking and murmured conversation that you hear when someone forgets to mute the phone first, along with some painful sounding coughing and sneezing before he returns, still sniffling a little.]

144. East wing.

[inafadingcrown]

I will come. You would prefer as soon as possible, I assume?

[lazyinlove]

Don't hurt yourself but yeah. Soon is good.

---> Action

[inafadingcrown]

I will be there shortly.

[And she wasn't kidding. Soon enough, there's a knocking at his door.]

Action

[lazyinlove]

[Which he answers! Clad attractively in a blanket, toddler clinging to one leg. He's rumpled and pale and a little sweaty, with a all of tissue in one fist. Not exactly the best he's ever looked or felt.]

Thanks for coming.

[inafadingcrown]

[Oh, the poor dear. She gives him a sympathetic smile.]

It is no trouble. You need clearly need the rest.