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melodiesoflife2016-05-11 12:32 am
shinra_dog) wrote in melodiesoflife2016-05-11 12:32 am
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Feed a fever, starve a cold?
Who: Albel and Reno
What: Player Plot: Down with the Sickness
Where: Throughout Aqures Ixen, in their homes or the homes of their caretakers
When: Albel, May 16 -- ? ; Reno, May 21 -- ? (yes, during Diamond Weapon too, uh oh!)
Warnings: Language as always, hallucinations (possibly including body horror), severe anxiety, will add more if they come up. Headers will be labeled.
[Multiple threads and varying severity are fine, just put Reno or Albel in the thread header for who you want.]
Albel
As if revisiting the Lunar Gate wasn't stressful enough, whatever meltdown Sephiroth had just had was the last straw. Well, to be more specific, opening the can of worms that was Terra was the worst of it, especially when neither man was an especially good communicator as it was. Adding alcohol was just more fuel for the fire. So the Behemoth challenge was like a blessing. Albel could go, beat the thing senseless, and work out his frustrations.
At least that was the plan. But apparently using his Beastmaster job didn't count as "single combat" if he got help from his dragon. He would have beaten the damn thing, too, but for that technicality. Tch, stupid. Now Albel was even more stressed for having lost.
He sneezed. Again. Ugh, so annoying.
... Except it got worse. Sneezing became sniffling, sniffling became coughing, it all became a pounding headache with sweats and chills. Apris, it felt like the mountains of Airyglyph, he was so cold! Could this get any worse?
Reno
Reno blew his nose again. Ugh, gross. The girls had already preemptively quarantined him to his room -- apparently a weird flu had been going around and it was super contagious. But this was just a little cold! It couldn't possibly be that bad.
Colds sometimes had fevers, right? Sometimes? Maybe? Whatever, it wasn't even that high.
At least K-chan could still stay with him. But he didn't have time to be sick right now! The Assassins needed him! Surely this would all go away on its own in a couple of days, and then he'd be fine. It was just that gross sewage air, that was all. It was definitely not going to stop him from hunting down Diamond Weapon. That was too important.
Reno jumped, his heart suddenly racing as he thought he saw something out of the corner of his eye. Breathe, he told himself, trying to calm down. Just a shadow, just a trick of the light.
There were no gods or goddesses to curse him here. There were no gods or goddesses to curse him here...
What: Player Plot: Down with the Sickness
Where: Throughout Aqures Ixen, in their homes or the homes of their caretakers
When: Albel, May 16 -- ? ; Reno, May 21 -- ? (yes, during Diamond Weapon too, uh oh!)
Warnings: Language as always, hallucinations (possibly including body horror), severe anxiety, will add more if they come up. Headers will be labeled.
[Multiple threads and varying severity are fine, just put Reno or Albel in the thread header for who you want.]
Albel
As if revisiting the Lunar Gate wasn't stressful enough, whatever meltdown Sephiroth had just had was the last straw. Well, to be more specific, opening the can of worms that was Terra was the worst of it, especially when neither man was an especially good communicator as it was. Adding alcohol was just more fuel for the fire. So the Behemoth challenge was like a blessing. Albel could go, beat the thing senseless, and work out his frustrations.
At least that was the plan. But apparently using his Beastmaster job didn't count as "single combat" if he got help from his dragon. He would have beaten the damn thing, too, but for that technicality. Tch, stupid. Now Albel was even more stressed for having lost.
He sneezed. Again. Ugh, so annoying.
... Except it got worse. Sneezing became sniffling, sniffling became coughing, it all became a pounding headache with sweats and chills. Apris, it felt like the mountains of Airyglyph, he was so cold! Could this get any worse?
Reno
Reno blew his nose again. Ugh, gross. The girls had already preemptively quarantined him to his room -- apparently a weird flu had been going around and it was super contagious. But this was just a little cold! It couldn't possibly be that bad.
Colds sometimes had fevers, right? Sometimes? Maybe? Whatever, it wasn't even that high.
At least K-chan could still stay with him. But he didn't have time to be sick right now! The Assassins needed him! Surely this would all go away on its own in a couple of days, and then he'd be fine. It was just that gross sewage air, that was all. It was definitely not going to stop him from hunting down Diamond Weapon. That was too important.
Reno jumped, his heart suddenly racing as he thought he saw something out of the corner of his eye. Breathe, he told himself, trying to calm down. Just a shadow, just a trick of the light.
There were no gods or goddesses to curse him here. There were no gods or goddesses to curse him here...
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Teasing and flirting -- back to normal. This was good.
"Thanks." He smiled, slipping off the soiled pajama bottoms, nothing underneath them of course. It took a second for him to resist kissing Johnny, though, remembering he was indeed very sick. But this domesticity was sort of nice. He'd missed it.
"Hey -- " Reno sniffled, kicking off the clothing and reaching for his drawers to get a new pair, wobbling slightly. "I been thinkin' about somethin'."
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"Yeah? What's up?"
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"Hey -- relax. Nothin' bad." Reno smiled again and gave Johnny's shoulder a squeeze while his other hand rummaged around for something else to cover his bits. "I was actually thinkin', y'know, since I missed you the last few days -- seein' you daily would be nice. Like... maybe we should live together."
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"I... uh... wow. Um. Yeah, sure. I mean, my house is open 'n all. Never had much luck with housemates. But, um. Yeah. Okay."
He doesn't even realize how red his face had gotten in the last few seconds.
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"Well. I don't have any plans on movin' out." He smirked. "I'm way more 'n just a regular old housemate, after all."
He was special. There was no way he was afraid of a stupid string of coincidences.
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"All the more reason for ya to rest up 'n get better faster. Get ya moved in whenever yer ready. Besides, that house was feelin' too empty."
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"Great!" He couldn't stop grinning, even if he looked stupid, even while sniffling and sneezing. "Awesome!"