[twenty-first] [accidental audio, text]

[featherseeking]

[When the post begins, it's obviously an accidental recording: some heavy breathing can be heard as the post begins, and the voice that follows is almost inaudible, distant.]

Nngh. What is-- My head-- it feels...hot...?

[Syaoran sucks in a sharp breath, and then some rustling as he fiddles with the communicator, presumably to switch it on but

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[eyesofgeass]

Is everything all right?

[featherseeking]

Hm? Of course. Why?

[This would be Cloney totally not realizing he put that first part in |D;;]

[eyesofgeass]

[And this is Lelouch, not leaving it alone]

Your head...

1/2

[featherseeking]

My...?

[featherseeking]

A-ah-- that posted? ...I suppose these devices are built to be inconvenient, after all.

[eyesofgeass]

I'm afraid it did. Why not see the doctor?

[featherseeking]

Well-- I think I overexaggerated a bit. [...] It's just a slight fever. Nothing to worry about.

[eyesofgeass]

And you want to spar with someone...

I'm sorry but in this sort of environment that can't be a wise thing to do.

[featherseeking]

You think so?

[eyesofgeass]

Please say you have some common sense...

[featherseeking]

I wasn't planning to push too hard. [Not when I have a princess to look after! o9]

[eyesofgeass]

I wouldn't push at all unless you bring that fever down.

[Don't make him hunt you down, boy!]

[featherseeking]

[...] I'm all right, Lelouch-san.

[eyesofgeass]

...

If you end up sick, don't say I didn't warn you.

[featherseeking]

I won't.

... I appreciate the concern, though. Thank you.

[eyesofgeass]

Hmph.