[It's worth noting that since Luke's voice is slightly hoarse and a little deeper from whatever he's infected with, he sounds just like Asch. Maybe slightly more raspy, but otherwise he's pretty spot on and doesn't even know it.]
[Voice] - 1/2chiisaichouJanuary 15 2011, 05:40:10 UTC
[Miyabi, while painting dutifully, had kept her journal open just in case. She comes very close to blotting her parchment when she hears who she thinks is Asch, and gives a stony look to her open journal. Still, despite being a bit mad at him from Christmas, the girl can't quell the pangs of concern. Was he sick? How sick? What'd he catch? ...Idiot.
Yeah, Miyabi's just...going to be totally mature and peer closely at her journal before saying anything.]
[NO HE DIDN'T. 8|; Though now, after hearing that Luke's cold's not a cold, and may be worse...yeah, Miya's getting worried.]
...I'll bring over the remedy anyway, it should at least help a little. It's a special herbal tea that soothes the throat when you drink it. Oh, and if you have any honey, that'll help even more. But you really should rest! If it does get worse, then you need to see someone about it, okay?
[Miyabi moves away from her journal for a moment, just to get ready. Between the sounds of rustling fabric as she changed into her much thicker and warmer robe, cloak, and boots, she answers back.]
If I do, then I'll just punch you. That'll make me feel loads better! [She laughs lightly, just teasing him. Honestly, she wouldn't mind so much even if she did get sick.] I'll see you in a little bit.
[It'll take longer than she first anticipated, what with brewing the actual tea, putting it into a thermos, making that larger via the Lucky Mallet, getting a ride from a large bird, and fighting against the wind just to get to House 6...well, Luke's not the only one exhausted by the time his guest arrives.
Or, well, her ride does. This time around, it's a hawk tapping at your window with its beak, Luke.]
For a while the lump under the covers just lays there and hates his life for a little longer, then it slowly moves and pushes the covers back to reveal one very sick looking Luke. He's still got bedhead, he's still in his pajamas, and he looks as if just pushing himself up to a sitting position took something out of him.
He wearily moves to stand, head to the window and open it for the hawk, one arm immediately moving over his chest as a futile cover against the cold, and he turns his head away to cough weakly.]
[Unless you want her to break your window, then yes. 8|
Once she can get a good look at Luke, Miya's concern for him increases tenfold, and she feels guilty for making him move. Good gods, Luke, you look like hell. Poor thing...hopefully the tea would help a little bit. But what the hell was he doing to get so sick in the first place?! She made you that haramaki to stay warm!]
...Here, this should help. It's mullein tea with honey. Just be extra careful, it's hot. [She unties the thermos from her feathered taxi as it hops inside the room, flying over to perch on the back of a chair.] Ah, you look awful...I'm really sorry for making you get up.
[And he's been wearing it! It only keeps the tummy warm, Miya! Once she comes inside, Luke shuts the window and shivers, then listens to what she has to say.
... Except it's cold in the room and Luke doesn't like just standing there, so he doesn't speak until he can take the thermos and get back to bed, which he gladly sinks into. Jeez. He can jog a damn good distance, yet the trek to the window and back wore him out, what.
He takes a sip of the tea and... nngh. It's made for illnesses, so it's not particularly good, but at least it's already working on his throat and chest. He pulls the thermos away to let out a relieved sigh, and THEN he'll answer her.]
[The little poncle follows after Luke in long, glittering arcs as he crawls back into bed. Gods, he looked and sounded a lot worse than she expected, and this didn't seem like just a little cold or flu. Colds were common in Kamui with most of the children, and they didn't sound a thing like this.
Once Luke's under the covers again, or at least sitting up in bed, Miya bounds up onto the covers and sits, watching him drink. ...Don't make that face, it's good for you - just don't burn your tongue or anything. And the honey at least makes it a little more tolerable.]
I could have gotten bigger to take better care of you, though... [She just didn't want to come knocking and be let in by Luke's original or anything. Or explain to Guy how sick he really was.] Just make sure you drink it all, and please see a doctor as soon as possible. That doesn't sound like just a cold...
Yeah, Miyabi's just...going to be totally mature and peer closely at her journal before saying anything.]
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Are you sick, Luke?
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[Beware, Miya, Luke is CRANKY when he's ill.]
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...A stuffed up and angry cactus. Mm, if you're sick, I know a good remedy for a cold that I can bring over.
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... I think this is worse than a cold.
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...I'll bring over the remedy anyway, it should at least help a little. It's a special herbal tea that soothes the throat when you drink it. Oh, and if you have any honey, that'll help even more. But you really should rest! If it does get worse, then you need to see someone about it, okay?
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And I don't want you to catch it or anything.
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If I do, then I'll just punch you. That'll make me feel loads better! [She laughs lightly, just teasing him. Honestly, she wouldn't mind so much even if she did get sick.] I'll see you in a little bit.
[Whether you like it or not. B|]
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[... He's too sick to fight back, so he just sighs and burrows under the blankets. WHATEVER, come over here and get sick. D|]
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Or, well, her ride does. This time around, it's a hawk tapping at your window with its beak, Luke.]
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For a while the lump under the covers just lays there and hates his life for a little longer, then it slowly moves and pushes the covers back to reveal one very sick looking Luke. He's still got bedhead, he's still in his pajamas, and he looks as if just pushing himself up to a sitting position took something out of him.
He wearily moves to stand, head to the window and open it for the hawk, one arm immediately moving over his chest as a futile cover against the cold, and he turns his head away to cough weakly.]
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Once she can get a good look at Luke, Miya's concern for him increases tenfold, and she feels guilty for making him move. Good gods, Luke, you look like hell. Poor thing...hopefully the tea would help a little bit. But what the hell was he doing to get so sick in the first place?! She made you that haramaki to stay warm!]
...Here, this should help. It's mullein tea with honey. Just be extra careful, it's hot. [She unties the thermos from her feathered taxi as it hops inside the room, flying over to perch on the back of a chair.] Ah, you look awful...I'm really sorry for making you get up.
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... Except it's cold in the room and Luke doesn't like just standing there, so he doesn't speak until he can take the thermos and get back to bed, which he gladly sinks into. Jeez. He can jog a damn good distance, yet the trek to the window and back wore him out, what.
He takes a sip of the tea and... nngh. It's made for illnesses, so it's not particularly good, but at least it's already working on his throat and chest. He pulls the thermos away to let out a relieved sigh, and THEN he'll answer her.]
It's okay. You don't have to be sorry.
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Once Luke's under the covers again, or at least sitting up in bed, Miya bounds up onto the covers and sits, watching him drink. ...Don't make that face, it's good for you - just don't burn your tongue or anything. And the honey at least makes it a little more tolerable.]
I could have gotten bigger to take better care of you, though... [She just didn't want to come knocking and be let in by Luke's original or anything. Or explain to Guy how sick he really was.] Just make sure you drink it all, and please see a doctor as soon as possible. That doesn't sound like just a cold...
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