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Characters: Feferi Peixes and Open!
Setting: The first floor, around room 1-05, and the infirmary
Format: Action
Summary: Troll flu isn't exactly like human flu. Feferi's mostly going to be good and stay in bed, but she's going to also take a trip to the infirmary. Why? Because.
Warnings: one miserable fish troll who really needs to be in bed. said fish troll is also event-infected.

the first floor and room 1-05

[The door to Feferi's room is open, and inside, there is a troll bundled up in her extra clothes and in bed, looking utterly miserable. She's trying to not look as miserable as she feels, but that's not working nearly as well as she thinks it is.

Occasionally, she can be spotted with the blanket wrapped around her, going to check her messages on the network, but she should really be back in bed. You might want to point her in the right direction...]

the infirmary

[After a while of tossing and turning, Feferi has made her way to the infirmary. The problem? She really doesn't have much of an idea what most of these things in here do. She's looking at the bottles of pills and liquids curiously, and the instruments with even more curiosity.]

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[Feferi blinks once. And blinks again. And then she realizes she has actually completely forgotten what it was that was so urgent that she needed to be up and about to do it.

(She had been about to go check the network again, leaving an even larger pile of tissues in the nearest trash bin by the terminal. She might be sick, but she's not going to leave her snotty tissues laying around. That's just rude, okay.)

But at the moment, she just blinks.]

...I think I was going to go get some water or something...

[ if he could facepalm... ]

This is why this place needs handheld communication devices.

[ it'd be so much easier. Karkat then proceeds to shoo you, Feferi. ]

You said you were sick, right? Go back to your respite square or recuperacoon or whatever the fuck is in that block of yours. Someone else can get your water.

[ him, but he isn't going to say that. ]

It reely does. Stupid lousy coddamn motherglubbing admins.

[The cursing triggers a coughing fit, but Feferi is trying very hard not to cough on you, Karkat.]

Right...should reely do that.

[And not stand there blinking for a second, like she's trying very hard to figure out what time of year it is.]

[ he can see it now. he's going to end up sick. well, if he's going to catch this thing, then damned if he just doesn't do what he is now.

like still trying to shoo Feferi. only closer this time and maybe with a touch to the shoulder. ]

Yes, yes you should. Staring into space here isn't going to help either.

I don't know what happened there. Must be that I'm just tired or somefin. Sorry. And sorry for coughing like that a minute ago. I'm trying not to get germs on everyone, I reely am.

[She turns in the direction of where her room is and starts walking, though she still seems a bit confused sometimes.]

It's going to be inevitable. We're in a fucking tower and practically sharing air with the next dumbass next to you.

[ he's going to have to lead her back, huh? 8| Feferi. stop being troublesome. ]