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THE
SICK MEME

☀ Post your character, one-ish per comment
✫ They are now, for some odd reason, sick (headache, fever, runny nose, cough, whatever you want)
☀ Another character replies and is struck with the sudden urge to take care of them (bringing them soup, extra blankets, Sudafed, sexual healing, what have you)
✫ ???
☀ Profit!

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Ronnie looked weakly up, her face already looked reddened from the fever but her expression was surely of surprise! She gave a glare toward Boomy, who returned it with an annoyed beep. She hid under the pillows again trying to keep anything out. She mumbled "Last night..." She coughed, a small whimper following right after. "I'm fine tho, I'll be okay..."

I don't know. I don't even know why I'm sick. I never get sick.

[muttered curses, and a sneeze]

Edited 2011-02-05 00:54 (UTC)

[ Hoshi is dressed for comfort, however she can't get comfortable. She keeps on coughing while sniffling. She groaned, whimpering a bit. ]

Stupid sickness...

[And Sam has a pillow over his head, trying to block out what Dean hasn't managed.]

Shoot me now. That'd have to hurt less.

[It doesn't. He knows that. It's just the nasty, nasty headache talking.]

Billy frowned. So she didn't want him to see her sick? But he wanted to help!

"I'm sorry," he murmured, trying to think fast on his feet. What to do?

"I'll be right back. I'm getting some things for you." And he was off in a flash, giving her a moment to think, or possibly hide from him.

Hey, Tron. [And yeah, she sounds as miserable as she looks.] Just seem to have picked up a virus. I think.

[Well, SHE maintains that it's not a computer virus. But who knows what you can pick up in Neuropathy when, like the ship, you're organic AND technological?]

[While Nura may be sick, that's not going to stop her from getting some work done. She's still moving around, working on her diagrams of the Calnus and cleaning whatever needs to be cleaned.]

Oooh, boy... [here, have one uber-concerned husband!]

Ahh... need anything?

A virus?

[He taps into what little of the scanning system he can access. Not good.]

Then we'll have to eradicate it. When did you first notice symptoms?

[He's hovering close to her, wishing he could be more than just a hologram in this space.]

Ms. Atha? I don't mean to intrude, but perhaps I can be of some help?

Bless you. [Sam pats himself down and offers a handkerchief. Well, more like a bandanna that gets reappropriated to tourniquet duty on a fairly regular basis. Less regular these days.] Is not getting sick common for draconians?

[MJ groans.] Can you tell the construction workers to stop drilling into my head? Nnnnn...

[She squishes the pillows down on her head some more.] And some Advil?

Hoshi-neesan?

[and have one worried Sasami, looking out of her older sister-figure]

Ronnae peeked from under the covers and glared at Boomy. "You know Boomy... I could still use your parts you know... I could use a new reflector..." Boomy made a raspberry sound and huffed. It moved back to his 'nest' and snuggled up to the many random bolts and such in his basket. Ronnae groaned. "Not the sexiest way to spend the day with Billy... But I can't lock him out now that he knows I'm here..." She groaned into the pillow and let out a small whimper. "Why does this stuff happen to me..."

Dunno about the construction workers, but I can handle the Advil...! Who knows, might kill two birds with one stone...! [and he goes off to get the Advil]

Huh?

[Bleary eyes look up at Tron, trying to make sense out of what he's saying. Ugh. Words. Right, she can do this.]

Uh...really came on this morning? But I'd been working with some tech I found in the old weapons bay...

...

I haven't done what I think I've done, have I?

My husband...the comedian.

[She sniffs, reaching out to steal a kleenex from the half-empty box. There's a muffled sound of her blowing her nose, before she tosses that tissue in the garbage over the side of the bed.]

And Billy was back, hopefully before Boomy became the series of parts formerly known as Boomy. He carried a bag of items in his hand, all ready to take care of her.

First to be extracted from the bag was a cool cloth, which he approached the bed with. "Ronnie? I brought this for you," he called softly, trying to look for where her form might be under the covers.

[The contact would make the fever pretty obvious even if Dean squirmed a little.]

Gerroff, I'm fine.

Contracted a computer virus?

[He is very worried.]

Angie, may I run a preliminary check on you? I'm wondering what assistance I might be able to provide.

She remained silent for a few. "There's no Ronnie here... Only bunched up covers and pillows. We the pillows of this bed desire to be left alone. Be on your way sir." Boomy did what could be considered a laugh in beeps and noises. A few moments later the pillows shook at an audible cough followed but a whimper.

[Groan and flop. Ugh.] I shouldn't even be able to get computer viruses. My anti-virus is meant to be better than that!

[Angie puts her hand over her eyes.] Yeah, okay. You can run your check. Maybe I'll get lucky and it's just some nasty regular virus, right?

[Dean snorted a little as he sat down on the side of bed. Keeping his voice low and quiet.]

Nah, the sound just make it worse. C'mon Sammy, bottoms up. [Holding up the glass of water and shaking it a little.]

"Do your pillows normally sound like you?" Billy asked skeptically, reaching for the cover in the appropriate place and tugging it back. He can't take care of you if you keep hiding, Ronnie.

"But I don't want to leave you, I want to help," he said softly, reaching for her forehead and brushing it as soon as he found it. If she lets him, he gently places the cloth there.

Bullshit. [Yeah, Sam figured fever from the way Dean looked, but good to have the confirmation.] You're running a fever, Dean. A pretty high one, too, from the feel of it.

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