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[eighthinferno]

Great. Just great.

*can be heard groaning and shifting in a chair, clearing his throat, not sounding too good*

What a wonderful time to get food poisoning. *mumbles a little* Musta been the icecream I ate earlier last week... Does icecream have an expiration date?

Comments

[phytotoxin]

Perhaps if you did your job instead of fussing with unrelated drivel, you would be healthy now.

That aside, last week? Signs of food poisoning from a dairy product would have shown long before now if that were the case.

Perhaps you have had an adverse reaction to that ridiculous pet of yours. Touching the mouth after having contact with reptiles and amphibians is a fairly common way of contracting salmonella, among other stomach related illnesses. I am fairly sure that our kitchen staff wouldn't do something as negligent as leaving past-expiration ice cream where idiotic members of the crew can get at it.

Report to the infirmary to ensure that this isn't something contagious.

[eighthinferno]

Glad to know that the pink haired Quartermaster cares so much about my well-being!

I didn't get anything from my dragon. You got somethin' against the lizards, Marluxia? Afraid of them?

And no thank you. I can take care of myself sir.

[phytotoxin]

I couldn't care less about your well being.

And no, I don't fear dragons. They fall like anything else at the bite of my scythe. It appears that you have not researched them thoroughly enough before procuring an egg, however.

Ah, so you're going to complain of illness and then not get yourself seen to by a professional? I will count that as work shirking and one strike against you.

Another will result in punishment.

[eighthinferno]

What? A strike?! Look. I can take care of myself, thank you very much. Plus, I'm staying away from people, and I'm getting my own bed rest. I'll be fine.

[phytotoxin]

Finding out the actual cause of your sickness is prudent, regardless of the personal action you wish to take, especially on a ship full of people.

I will find myself annoyed if the kitchen staff take the fall for something unrelated to them and the upkeep of their domain.

And really, is now truly the time for bed-rest? We're in the midst of a raid on a Flagship of the Ivonian Army and you're complaining of a stomach ache. You need to learn to prioritise.

[eighthinferno]

Yeah I'm sure you'd want a sick crew member out and about fighting. I was gonna partake in fighting, but since I came down with this, I'll have to hold back.

Perhaps I'll just hold down the fort, yeah?

[phytotoxin]

That, Axel, would be my job.

[eighthinferno]

Job hogger.

Then what am I supposed to do, oh great quartermaster?

...his hair looks rly pink in this icon. Oo

[phytotoxin]

Learning when to shut up would be a fine start.

haha

[eighthinferno]

That's one thing that you can't control, Marluxia.

[phytotoxin]

You'd be amazed at what bindings and a stiletto knife can achieve.

[eighthinferno]

Ooo. I'm so scared. Please. I'm more intimidated by your hair color.