Either they dropped somewhere I didn't have a chance to see them, or something must have been done about the canisters. I looked around but didn't spot anything.
[Still coughing?]
What was with the welcome, anyway?
[Hadn't they moved past the whole 'hello here's my blade in your face, nice to meet you' thing.]
[he's just going to watch the older man, slightly annoyed but already used to these antics.] Alright. Do you think you have a fever or am I going to have to get a thermometer?
[He steps over to the bed, kneeling down and holding a hand out over Albel's body.
He had practiced trying to use the healing power a bit, though he wasn't sure how effective it was without any wounds to heal. It was simple enough to do, and he concentrates on using his energy to heal.... whatever it was, that had stricken the other man.]
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Dude people like Kaz live in this house okay
[Oh, fine, he'll put it away. Albel turns away, coughing, and tosses his sword down on his bed where he's pretty much been hanging out and waiting.]
Took you long enough. Did you see anything of interest?
Paranoid much.
[Still coughing?]
What was with the welcome, anyway?
[Hadn't they moved past the whole 'hello here's my blade in your face, nice to meet you' thing.]
Shhh.
[>3> Always coughing. It's only getting worse.]
Re: Shhh.
[He was, really.
And yeah, he's noticing.]
Are you sick?
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[He sounds a bit disgruntled. Clearly this is a thing that doesn't happen often.]
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'It's possible'? You sound sick to me.
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[...And an increasingly painful throat and encroaching nausea and dizziness, and...]
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Is a cough all that's happening? Do you have a fever, chills?
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[Stop avoiding his questions.]
So you do think you're sick.
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[Never]
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[He is going to get answers out of you, one way or another.]
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[:\]
[Oh excuse him, coughing fit is go]
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If that doesn't work, we can get some medicine from the hospital.
[Frowning more at that coughing.]
How bad is it? Tell me.
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[He isn't going to stop any time soon.]
It was just a cough a few hours ago.
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[:|;; ALBEL. DETAILS.]
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Stop avoiding my questions.
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Why don't you ask better ones, then?
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[--That Albel even checked should be worrisome.]
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[.....It kind of was. It might make the irritation at having to pry how sick he was out of Albel symptom by symptom fade a bit.]
I bet I can get some sort of fever reducer at the hospital....
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[And begrudgingly--]
No. I don't want to try it. Might just throw it up right now.
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Do you want me to try that healing power?
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[...He's really going to hate this disease.]
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[He steps over to the bed, kneeling down and holding a hand out over Albel's body.
He had practiced trying to use the healing power a bit, though he wasn't sure how effective it was without any wounds to heal. It was simple enough to do, and he concentrates on using his energy to heal.... whatever it was, that had stricken the other man.]
okay guess what I found?!
Hmph. You certainly learned quickly.
Hey there o/
[He wasn't the best at that either, though. Sophia and Nel were always far better at it.]
Did it help any?
Heeeey
[Not a whole lot. Oh well.]
\o\
[details Albel.]
/o/
[Sorry, Fayt.]
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Maybe we should take you to the hospital after all.
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[:T No, now he's really just being stubborn.]
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[Wait, did Albel even know what an immune system was....]