Sick and Tired of Being Sick and Tired

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Characters: Allelujah Haptism and you!
Setting: The stairs. Mostly in the upper levels near the dorms.
Format: Either's fine.
Summary: Allelujah's sick. He's being a stubborn ass about it and trying to go about his business anyway.
Warnings: Possible swearing, also good chance of body fluids.


It's been a long time since Allelujah's been even remotely sick from something other than utter disgust at his or someone else's actions. He just doesn't get sick, which is why he's ignored his symptoms for a few days.

His entire body feels heavy, but he has to keep working out, which is why he heads down the stairs, intending to go to the gym. His body has other plans, however, which is why when he starts to step down the stairs his legs just simply give up. He drops to the ground, shivering.

"What… what's going on?…"

Comments

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Made of metal... and the pattern of speech seemed familiar, even if he'd only seen it in text.

"You're L... La..." Dammit, what was the name? He couldn't think.

"I talked to you before..."

[fuhgeddaboudit]

"Labrys." she answered with a nod. "You ain't Alle-Allelujah, are ya?" She stumbled over the name at first, correcting herself quickly.

"Either way, we should probably getcha out of here and somewhere y' can actually rest."

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"That's right."

... Right. They shouldn't be having this conversation on the stairs.

"... I don't really have much of a choice here, so... yes."

[fuhgeddaboudit]

"Gotcha. Try not t'move too much."

Carrying him on her back wasn't much of an option--giant axe being there and all. So, seeing no real problem with it, Labrys picked up Allelujah bridal style as if he weighed basically nothing.

And proceeded to go right on her merry way without a problem.

"What happened, anyway? Y'just start feelin' sick and fall over?"

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He didn't really have much of a case to argue against it anyway.

"Mm. I haven't been feeling my best for a couple days, but today I woke up and it was a lot worse..."

He rested his head against her shoulder, trying to make it stop hurting. He kept shivering, too.

"It's so cold..."

[fuhgeddaboudit]

"Sorry." The apology came with Labrys biting her lower lip awkwardly--she knew damn well she wasn't helping that. "Guess winter weather don't really do much for my casing, huh?"

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"It's not that..." Everything just seemed really cold for some reason. "It's just cold and loud and everything hurts..."

[fuhgeddaboudit]

"Is that normal for humans that're gettin' sick?"

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"I don't know. I don't really get sick..." It sounded like something that happened, but it was hard to think.

[fuhgeddaboudit]

"Just try not t'strain yourself. Maybe if ya just get some rest it'll go away."

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"Maybe..."

He tried not to concentrate on his aching body, instead just focusing on his breathing. Maybe that would help.

[fuhgeddaboudit]

"Which dorm room's yours, anyways?"

Might be a good thing to figure out.

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"... 1-04. It shouldn't be too far..."

On the one hand, that was a good thing so she wouldn't have to carry him far. On the other, he should have been able to hold out longer.

[fuhgeddaboudit]

"Don't sound too hard. I can handle that."

Don't feel too bad. It's not like it seems remotely hard for the apparently teenage girl to carry you, silly.

[egotrigger]

This is true.

"... Thought that they enhanced our immune systems too... this shouldn't be happening..."

[fuhgeddaboudit]

"Maybe it's somethin' t' do with the tower?" Labrys thought out loud, sounding uncertain. "I mean, they're doin' all this other impossible stuff, right?"

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"Maybe. I... that might be possible."

He should probably stop talking though. His throat was starting to get a little raspy.