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[itwasworthashot.livejournal.com]

[Displaying all symptoms of flu.] M'fine.

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[myfavoriteblond.livejournal.com]

Yes, so says the shivering and the coughing.

[itwasworthashot.livejournal.com]

Maybe it's cold in here and I had something stuck in my throat.

[tobi-kitz.livejournal.com]

You're clearly not. What hurts?

[itwasworthashot.livejournal.com]

...everything.

[dreamalilbiggr.livejournal.com]

Yes, darling, because you seem perfectly healthy.

[itwasworthashot.livejournal.com]

Go away. I'm too sick perfectly healthy to tolerate you right now.

[a-little-bigger.livejournal.com]

Arthur, you just sneezed all over Ariadne's blueprints. If you're fine, I'm the Queen of england.

[itwasworthashot.livejournal.com]

[A defeated look.] So maybe I'm a little sick.

[chesstotem]

You're a terrible liar. [She reaches out to feel his forehead. Dignity? What dignity?]

[itwasworthashot.livejournal.com]

[His forehead might feel like it's on fire. He blinks wearily at her.] Don't send me home. I'm perfectly capable of working.

[whatisntreal.livejournal.com]

[Crosses his arms lightly over his chest.] If you get the rest of us sick, we're not going to be able to be on top of the job.

[itwasworthashot.livejournal.com]

[Arthur sighs; it'd be selfish of him to stick around and infect everyone else.]

You're right. I should go back to my hotel room.

[bustamover.livejournal.com]

Uh huh.

It'll only get worse if you try to ignore it.

[itwasworthashot.livejournal.com]

That's a scientific fact, is it?

[mreames.livejournal.com]

Christ, Arthur. You look like death warmed up.

[itwasworthashot.livejournal.com]

[Arthur's only response is a coughing fit.]

[scarletaces.livejournal.com]

You do look a little peaked. Get some sleep, you're probably overworking yourself.

[itwasworthashot.livejournal.com]

[Arthur is always overworking himself. He doesn't know any different.] Really, I'm fine.

[perfectforgery.livejournal.com]

Oh yes, you're fine. Try standing up quickly, see what happens.

[itwasworthashot.livejournal.com]

[Arthur will just stand up quickly to show Eames he's perfectly "fine"... only to stagger over to the nearest lawn chair to lie down.]

Urgh.

[myfavoriteblond.livejournal.com]

Yes, so says the shivering and the coughing.

[itwasworthashot.livejournal.com]

Maybe it's cold in here and I had something stuck in my throat.

[tobi-kitz.livejournal.com]

You're clearly not. What hurts?

[itwasworthashot.livejournal.com]

...everything.

[dreamalilbiggr.livejournal.com]

Yes, darling, because you seem perfectly healthy.

[itwasworthashot.livejournal.com]

Go away. I'm too sick perfectly healthy to tolerate you right now.

[a-little-bigger.livejournal.com]

Arthur, you just sneezed all over Ariadne's blueprints. If you're fine, I'm the Queen of england.

[itwasworthashot.livejournal.com]

[A defeated look.] So maybe I'm a little sick.

[chesstotem]

You're a terrible liar. [She reaches out to feel his forehead. Dignity? What dignity?]

[itwasworthashot.livejournal.com]

[His forehead might feel like it's on fire. He blinks wearily at her.] Don't send me home. I'm perfectly capable of working.

[whatisntreal.livejournal.com]

[Crosses his arms lightly over his chest.] If you get the rest of us sick, we're not going to be able to be on top of the job.

[itwasworthashot.livejournal.com]

[Arthur sighs; it'd be selfish of him to stick around and infect everyone else.]

You're right. I should go back to my hotel room.

[bustamover.livejournal.com]

Uh huh.

It'll only get worse if you try to ignore it.

[itwasworthashot.livejournal.com]

That's a scientific fact, is it?

[mreames.livejournal.com]

Christ, Arthur. You look like death warmed up.

[itwasworthashot.livejournal.com]

[Arthur's only response is a coughing fit.]

[scarletaces.livejournal.com]

You do look a little peaked. Get some sleep, you're probably overworking yourself.

[itwasworthashot.livejournal.com]

[Arthur is always overworking himself. He doesn't know any different.] Really, I'm fine.

[perfectforgery.livejournal.com]

Oh yes, you're fine. Try standing up quickly, see what happens.

[itwasworthashot.livejournal.com]

[Arthur will just stand up quickly to show Eames he's perfectly "fine"... only to stagger over to the nearest lawn chair to lie down.]

Urgh.

[myfavoriteblond.livejournal.com]

Yes, so says the shivering and the coughing.

[itwasworthashot.livejournal.com]

Maybe it's cold in here and I had something stuck in my throat.

[tobi-kitz.livejournal.com]

You're clearly not. What hurts?

[itwasworthashot.livejournal.com]

...everything.

[dreamalilbiggr.livejournal.com]

Yes, darling, because you seem perfectly healthy.

[itwasworthashot.livejournal.com]

Go away. I'm too sick perfectly healthy to tolerate you right now.

[a-little-bigger.livejournal.com]

Arthur, you just sneezed all over Ariadne's blueprints. If you're fine, I'm the Queen of england.

[itwasworthashot.livejournal.com]

[A defeated look.] So maybe I'm a little sick.

[chesstotem]

You're a terrible liar. [She reaches out to feel his forehead. Dignity? What dignity?]

[itwasworthashot.livejournal.com]

[His forehead might feel like it's on fire. He blinks wearily at her.] Don't send me home. I'm perfectly capable of working.