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[jeweledlegacy.livejournal.com]

*bundled under blankets, coughing*

Go away.

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[kings-boy11.livejournal.com]

*hops on end of bed* S'matter?

[jeweledlegacy.livejournal.com]

I'm sick. *peeks her head out* Caught some sort of virus.

[kings-boy11.livejournal.com]

*still bouncing a little* Are you contagious?

[jeweledlegacy.livejournal.com]

I don't know...I don't think so.

*looks a bit green thanks to his bouncing*

[kings-boy11.livejournal.com]

*suspiciously* You're funny colors.

[jeweledlegacy.livejournal.com]

Great.

There's no chance you could sit still, is there?

[kings-boy11.livejournal.com]

....oh. *sits still* Better?

[jeweledlegacy.livejournal.com]

*looks much less green*

Yeah.

[kings-boy11.livejournal.com]

*scrunches nose* How long y'been sick?

[jeweledlegacy.livejournal.com]

Since yesterday.

[kings-boy11.livejournal.com]

....ohhh....um. When y'gonna NOT be sick?

[jeweledlegacy.livejournal.com]

Hopefully soon. I hate being sick.

[kings-boy11.livejournal.com]

So. Um. You...need me to get something or...something?

[spiralsofebony.livejournal.com]

Smooths her daughter's hair back and smiles a little. Here. Drink this.

[jeweledlegacy.livejournal.com]

*eyes her mother and the drink suspiciously* What is it?

[spiralsofebony.livejournal.com]

A tonic. It will make you feel better. Raises her eyebrow a little bit.

[jeweledlegacy.livejournal.com]

It's not the one the grandpa says taste nasty is it?

[spiralsofebony.livejournal.com]

She scowls a little bit. My tonics don't taste nasty. He just says that because it kicks like a team of draft horses.

[jeweledlegacy.livejournal.com]

*sits up and sips at the tonic* I feel awful. I don't know where I picked this up.

[spiralsofebony.livejournal.com]

I wouldn't know either, but Kaelas has decided to come join you. She smiles a little bit as the Acerian cat makes his way in and hops delicately on the bed to settle beside Tersa. But I'll bring tonics by to help you feel better.

[jeweledlegacy.livejournal.com]

*she settles against the cat like he's an overgrown pillow -- something she's been doing her whole life before frowning* I just wanna die.

[spiralsofebony.livejournal.com]

No, no dying. Do you really want to spend your time in Hell trying to explain to your grandfather why you died? I'll tell you something Surreal, and the rest of us, figured out --- having your father, uncle, or grandfather being who and what he is? The lectures can last for centuries if you become demon-dead.

[jeweledlegacy.livejournal.com]

*laughs and then frowns as it hurts her head* Owww.

[spiralsofebony.livejournal.com]

Runs her fingers through her hair and sighs gently. I'm sorry you're not feeling well, sweetheart.

[jeweledlegacy.livejournal.com]

*nods* Me too. Mama, I don't like being sick.