six.

[dawn_is_coming]

[he hasn't slept since the night Riku got him to, and that stress---coupled with the voice's constant, painful jabs, has taken their toll. Stripped down, his nerves and worries close to the surface of his skin, Sora is a timebomb visibly on the edge of exploding or burning out

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[redpaperfan]

Tick, tock, Sora.

[dawn_is_coming]

Shut up!

[redpaperfan]

[ Does the tick tock finger motion. Asshole level fairly high; fever level reasonably high as well. ]

Just giving time a voice, Sora. You don't have to look so angry about it.

[dawn_is_coming]

Time? Time? I don't care about time! I'm not waiting anymore! [this all said between pants and strikes against the bars]

[redpaperfan]

Time cares about you, Sora, and it's always, always running faster than you can, or slower than you want.

Tick, tock.

[dawn_is_coming]

What is wrong with you?

[redpaperfan]

Are you concerned? Or just curious~

Because here I was convinced we'd been talking about you.

[dawn_is_coming]

[his arms fall to his sides and his eyes narrow]

You don't sound right.

[redpaperfan]

Hn. Must be the fever. Or is it my ears? But I haven't been hearing my own voice correctly for days.

[dawn_is_coming]

[his shoulders slump a little, and he gives Sasuke a sideways glance]

...you're sick.

[redpaperfan]

We have another winner.

[ Sasuke blinks a bit, but ultimately decides not to take offense; he's only a little bit sick >_> he swears, so it can be a little bit true. ]

Doesn't make me wrong.