Apr 17, 2010 16:13
[Ever heard the phrase, "Like death warmed over"? Well, today in the mess hall there are two men who fit that description pretty well.
Harper is sitting at a table looking ill, exhausted, and trying to cover up the way he's coughing. At the other end of it is Taiga, who's looking pale and, well, under-nourished.]
...So hungry.
Shut up. [cough] You're giving me a headache.
((Delayed reactions to some departures. Harper has not been sleeping and worked himself into exhaustion and a respiratory infection. Taiga hasn't fed in a while.
Edit: Dinner and a short nap, will pick up old and new threads when I get back! Back! Have burned out on this post; will continue tomorrow!))