The 5th Sundrop [video]
Jan. 11th, 2011 11:11 am[Rapunzel looks absolutely miserable...she's pale, her nose is runny, and every time she tries to talk, she starts coughing and sneezing.
She groans a bit.]
What...what's wrong with me...? I...I've never felt like this before...
[She bursts into another coughing fit, which ends with several sneezes.]
Oh...oh dear, what was that...?
[As somebody who's never been sick before, she's scared and confused.]
She groans a bit.]
What...what's wrong with me...? I...I've never felt like this before...
[She bursts into another coughing fit, which ends with several sneezes.]
Oh...oh dear, what was that...?
[As somebody who's never been sick before, she's scared and confused.]
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Date: 2011-01-11 04:15 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-01-11 04:22 pm (UTC)[Mother has told her about sick...rather, the plague and horrible murderous viruses.]
Do I have the plague? Am I gonna die?
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Date: 2011-01-11 04:28 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-01-11 04:28 pm (UTC)[He sounds both amused and concerned.]
You'll be fine. You just need handkerchiefs, chicken soup, and lots of sleep.
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Date: 2011-01-11 04:34 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2011-01-11 04:36 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-01-11 04:38 pm (UTC)[hesitates, then a little shyly]
Do you want me to come over?
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Date: 2011-01-11 04:38 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-01-11 04:39 pm (UTC)...yes please...I'm scared, Eugene...
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Date: 2011-01-11 04:42 pm (UTC)action
Date: 2011-01-11 04:43 pm (UTC)Eugene...? Is that you?
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Date: 2011-01-11 04:48 pm (UTC)Yeah, it's me. Wanna let me in?
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Date: 2011-01-11 04:49 pm (UTC)[She gets up and goes and gets the door, and yeah, she looks rather awful.]
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Date: 2011-01-11 04:51 pm (UTC)Geez, you look like death warmed over.
[Foot, meet mouth.]
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Date: 2011-01-11 04:54 pm (UTC)[Way to go, Eugene. Now she looks absolutely scared and horrified.]
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Date: 2011-01-11 05:04 pm (UTC)[k;aljd;fl WHAT DOES HE DOOOOOO? He looks around desperately.]
We should get you back in bed. On the couch. To rest.
[mentally slapping himself on the head]
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Date: 2011-01-11 05:08 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2011-01-11 11:33 pm (UTC)[She's still scared, but she's a bit more relieved now.]
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Date: 2011-01-11 11:35 pm (UTC)Do I have the plague? Am I gonna die?
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Date: 2011-01-11 11:37 pm (UTC)...I think I understand....
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Date: 2011-01-12 12:57 am (UTC)adorablyvulnerable. He smiles reassuringly and starts to lead her back to the couch.]No, you don't. It's just a cold. Come on, you need to rest.
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Date: 2011-01-12 02:22 am (UTC)[She follows him and immediately flops on the couch, startling Pascal.]
Mother never talked about colds when she told me about sicknesses...she only talked about plagues and deadly infections and viruses...
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Date: 2011-01-12 02:59 am (UTC)S'prob'ly not the plague. Looks like it's just a cold. It don't last too long.