RP log between Euram and Shoon
Shoon: *walks into the infrimary happily with fruit baskets in his arms, he begins to set them down beside the bedsides of the sick and wounded, not seeing Euram*
Euram: ::is laying in the one of the beds, still not looking too good. Would have been back in his own room anyway but it hadn't seemed worth the effort. Barely notices his surroundings let alone anyone entering the room::
Shoon: *comes to Euram's bed and sees who's in it. The smile slides off his face and he tries to look away from Euram and fights the basic instinct to flee*
Euram: ::the footsteps startle him out of his reverie and he looks over, also none-too-happy about who he sees. Sits up straighter against the pillows and rolls his eyes looking away:: hmpf.
Shoon: uh... *looks down at the last fruit basket, over at Euram, and back at Euram. He quitely sets the basket down, pauses, looks back at Euram, and then turns towards the door*
Euram: ::looks over at the fruit basket confused (a very common emotion for him as of late) more likely to believe it was poisoned than a gift:: What is this?
Shoon: *turns back around, and looks at Euram, trying to stay calm* It's a fruit basket. A get well present for the people in the infrimary.
Euram: ::looks at him suspiciously:: Why are you bringing them arou…ah I see ::smug smile:: You have managed to better yourself from slave to servant.
Shoon: I'm not a servant. *looks annoyed* I just like helping people get better. You need fruit in your diet. I keep telling Roy that but all he wants is candy...*prattles on about Roy and Candy and how it's bad*
Euram: ::face hardens into a stern pout:: Don't presume to tell me what I do and do not need! If I had need of your advice I would…actually I don't foresee any reason I should ever need the advice of a gladiator. ::looks haughtier again:: Go away, I am sick of your sight.
Shoon: Don't be dumb. Everyone knows fruit's healthy for you. *chooses to ignore the rest of what Euram said* Miss Luserina agrees with me
Euram: What have you been doing speaking to her? One of your station should not even be allowed in the same room!
Euram: The same building! the same continent!
Shoon: *presses lips together and mentally counts to ten before saying* Miss Luserina works here and I'm in here a lot 'cause Roy's in here a lot, and it's only natural that we talk 'cause we're both into health things.
Euram: I do not wish to hear your excuses! ::purposefully but unconsciously being spiteful - desperate to keep a hierarchy in place:: Oh the tragedy that has befallen due to my sisters nature of being kind to all. I has given you delusions of grandeur that you might actually be able to rise above yourself and actually have some import.
Shoon: *now miffed* Stop, just stop. I'm trying to be nice and you're, you're...just *throws hands up in the air* I don't get you! You were nice before the final battle in the tornament, I thought you might have been learning! But after I lost you started being a jerk again!
Euram: ::Has as much of a tantrum as he can while still being in bed:: Don't you understand? You had a purpose then! A fine one that was going to put me back on top! You failed! Why would I possible consider… ::breaks off into an unpleasant sounding cough::
Shoon: A purpose? *takes a moment before it hits him and his eyes widened* You bet on me! You...JERK! After I told you I didn't want the betting pool to happen!
Euram: ::stops coughing and sits up straighter in an attempt to look imposing:: How dare you say that to me! How dare you! How dare you! How dare you!! If you are not used to such things by now you should have chosen a different profession!
Shoon: Just because I'm used to it doesn't mean I like it! The tornament was for fun! It's stupid nobles like you who ruin it with your greed! *sniffs and angrily wipes his eyes* And guess what? I didn't really have a choice in the matter, so tale your "should have chosen a different profession" crap and shove it!
Euram: ::feels a pang at the eye wiping motion, but it comes up short against his own need to feel on top again. His eyes aren't looking entirely dry either:: I don't care about what you want! Haven't you learned yet that what you want is unimportant?!
Shoon: *gives Euram the most withering look he can with wet eyes* I AM IMPORTANT! SHUT UP! SHUTUPSHUTUPSHUTUP!
Euram: SHUT UP! YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO SPEAK TO ME LIKE THAT! The Punishments that could be reigned on you for such imperti…imperti ::can't finish the word as all of his shouting caused him to have a coughing fit. It lasts longer than the first one. Puts a palm on his chest and breaths deeply just to be sure he still can.::
Shoon: Wake up would you?! We're not in Falena anymore! And besides, all the gladiators are free! We freed ourselves during the war! We can talk how we like!
Euram: ::mumbles something indiscernible, then again a little louder:: … ::looks up at Shoon face incredibly angry but distraught eyes, and repeats it again louder:: GET OUT!
Shoon: No.
Euram: ::Eyes widen at his gall:: What? How dare you! I said get out! OUT!
Shoon: *just glares at him*
Euram: ::stares back, face trying so hard to stay angry but shifts into complete uncertainty::….FINE ::shouts suddenly:: Stay if you wish ::rolls on his side facing the wall and not Shoon::
Shoon: hmph. *takes the fruit basket and makes for the door. Stops just as he's about to leave and then rushes back, leaves the fruit basket on the bedstand and then rushes out of the infrimary to go cry*
Euram: ::works hard to not react as Shoon walks around, flinches only once when he leaves. Looks up testingly to make sure he's actually gone, then rolls back over on his back. Stares at the fruit basket, completely unsure of what to think of it.:: ….Argh! ::slaps at it and it falls to the floor with a loud clatter. Nurses now injured hand and stares at the stand shoulders shaking slightly::
Euram: ::is laying in the one of the beds, still not looking too good. Would have been back in his own room anyway but it hadn't seemed worth the effort. Barely notices his surroundings let alone anyone entering the room::
Shoon: *comes to Euram's bed and sees who's in it. The smile slides off his face and he tries to look away from Euram and fights the basic instinct to flee*
Euram: ::the footsteps startle him out of his reverie and he looks over, also none-too-happy about who he sees. Sits up straighter against the pillows and rolls his eyes looking away:: hmpf.
Shoon: uh... *looks down at the last fruit basket, over at Euram, and back at Euram. He quitely sets the basket down, pauses, looks back at Euram, and then turns towards the door*
Euram: ::looks over at the fruit basket confused (a very common emotion for him as of late) more likely to believe it was poisoned than a gift:: What is this?
Shoon: *turns back around, and looks at Euram, trying to stay calm* It's a fruit basket. A get well present for the people in the infrimary.
Euram: ::looks at him suspiciously:: Why are you bringing them arou…ah I see ::smug smile:: You have managed to better yourself from slave to servant.
Shoon: I'm not a servant. *looks annoyed* I just like helping people get better. You need fruit in your diet. I keep telling Roy that but all he wants is candy...*prattles on about Roy and Candy and how it's bad*
Euram: ::face hardens into a stern pout:: Don't presume to tell me what I do and do not need! If I had need of your advice I would…actually I don't foresee any reason I should ever need the advice of a gladiator. ::looks haughtier again:: Go away, I am sick of your sight.
Shoon: Don't be dumb. Everyone knows fruit's healthy for you. *chooses to ignore the rest of what Euram said* Miss Luserina agrees with me
Euram: What have you been doing speaking to her? One of your station should not even be allowed in the same room!
Euram: The same building! the same continent!
Shoon: *presses lips together and mentally counts to ten before saying* Miss Luserina works here and I'm in here a lot 'cause Roy's in here a lot, and it's only natural that we talk 'cause we're both into health things.
Euram: I do not wish to hear your excuses! ::purposefully but unconsciously being spiteful - desperate to keep a hierarchy in place:: Oh the tragedy that has befallen due to my sisters nature of being kind to all. I has given you delusions of grandeur that you might actually be able to rise above yourself and actually have some import.
Shoon: *now miffed* Stop, just stop. I'm trying to be nice and you're, you're...just *throws hands up in the air* I don't get you! You were nice before the final battle in the tornament, I thought you might have been learning! But after I lost you started being a jerk again!
Euram: ::Has as much of a tantrum as he can while still being in bed:: Don't you understand? You had a purpose then! A fine one that was going to put me back on top! You failed! Why would I possible consider… ::breaks off into an unpleasant sounding cough::
Shoon: A purpose? *takes a moment before it hits him and his eyes widened* You bet on me! You...JERK! After I told you I didn't want the betting pool to happen!
Euram: ::stops coughing and sits up straighter in an attempt to look imposing:: How dare you say that to me! How dare you! How dare you! How dare you!! If you are not used to such things by now you should have chosen a different profession!
Shoon: Just because I'm used to it doesn't mean I like it! The tornament was for fun! It's stupid nobles like you who ruin it with your greed! *sniffs and angrily wipes his eyes* And guess what? I didn't really have a choice in the matter, so tale your "should have chosen a different profession" crap and shove it!
Euram: ::feels a pang at the eye wiping motion, but it comes up short against his own need to feel on top again. His eyes aren't looking entirely dry either:: I don't care about what you want! Haven't you learned yet that what you want is unimportant?!
Shoon: *gives Euram the most withering look he can with wet eyes* I AM IMPORTANT! SHUT UP! SHUTUPSHUTUPSHUTUP!
Euram: SHUT UP! YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO SPEAK TO ME LIKE THAT! The Punishments that could be reigned on you for such imperti…imperti ::can't finish the word as all of his shouting caused him to have a coughing fit. It lasts longer than the first one. Puts a palm on his chest and breaths deeply just to be sure he still can.::
Shoon: Wake up would you?! We're not in Falena anymore! And besides, all the gladiators are free! We freed ourselves during the war! We can talk how we like!
Euram: ::mumbles something indiscernible, then again a little louder:: … ::looks up at Shoon face incredibly angry but distraught eyes, and repeats it again louder:: GET OUT!
Shoon: No.
Euram: ::Eyes widen at his gall:: What? How dare you! I said get out! OUT!
Shoon: *just glares at him*
Euram: ::stares back, face trying so hard to stay angry but shifts into complete uncertainty::….FINE ::shouts suddenly:: Stay if you wish ::rolls on his side facing the wall and not Shoon::
Shoon: hmph. *takes the fruit basket and makes for the door. Stops just as he's about to leave and then rushes back, leaves the fruit basket on the bedstand and then rushes out of the infrimary to go cry*
Euram: ::works hard to not react as Shoon walks around, flinches only once when he leaves. Looks up testingly to make sure he's actually gone, then rolls back over on his back. Stares at the fruit basket, completely unsure of what to think of it.:: ….Argh! ::slaps at it and it falls to the floor with a loud clatter. Nurses now injured hand and stares at the stand shoulders shaking slightly::