Mission 026

[humallelujah]

[Allelujah flickers onto the level, wrapped up in blankets. He's sniffling, and his eyes are red and puffy.]

[... Yeah. He's sick. For once. But he's not going to admit it so easily.]

Does anyone have some soup?

[Training too hard + energy level cut in half + cold/flu season = sick Allelujah]

Comments

GOD I gave up on coloring this icon it's good enough as it is fffff

[heaven_piercer]

[Worried Lockon is worried. He's never seen Alle sick before, so...]

Allelujah?!

fff it's fine. <3

[humallelujah]

[He's kind of wobbling a little.]

Hey, Lockon.

[heaven_piercer]

You're sick! What are you doing not in bed? Idiot.

[He walks over to Alle, picking him up with the greatest of ease.]

Jeez, did you lose half your body weight or something? I've never carried you this easily before.

[humallelujah]

I'm not sick!

[asdfs clings to Lockon.]

I don't want to get you sick, too...

[heaven_piercer]

I'd rather get sick than watch you manage to kill yourself over a cold. How long have I known you? And I've never seen you with so much as a sniffle.

[He holds onto him a little tighter. Do de do, bringing him back to his apartment, and proceeding to place him on the bed.]

Stay.

[humallelujah]

[ :| ]

I'm not a dog. [But he stays.]

[heaven_piercer]

Hmmm...no, you strike me more as a cat-type.

[As he speaks, he's going to the kitchen area, taking out a pot and some cutting implements. The fridge and pantries are next, and he's taking out ingredients. Including a lot of potatoes. He's going to get it right this time, damnit.]

[humallelujah]

[Oh what the - he's going to burn down the house. He gets up from the bed and goes to supervise.]

[heaven_piercer]

No. You're staying in bed.

[He pauses, grabbing Alle and tossing him back onto the bed. Still kind of worried with how light he feels all of a sudden.

Aaaaand back to chopping up vegetables and potatoes.]

[humallelujah]

[What. Tossed, what. He kind of stares for a moment and then pokes his head around the corner, watching Lockon chop up the food.]

[heaven_piercer]

[He sets some water to boil, cutting up some chicken as well, trying to remember a recipe from a very, very long time ago. It isn't going to be anywhere near as good as it used to be, but... After tossing the ingredients in with some spices/herbs and the like, he puts the lid on.]

There, now to just let it cook...

[humallelujah]

[Wow he's... not burning down the house. Has he been practicing? Still. Ceiling corner Allelujah is watchin' u cook.]

[heaven_piercer]

[Yes, he has, so as not to make a complete fool out of himself again. With the soup cooking, he makes his way back to the bed, sitting down next to Alle and making sure he's snug and bundled up with the covers.]

Let's see... [And he places a hand on his forehead after sweeping his bangs to the side.] Good, you're not feverish. Warm, but it isn't as bad as it could be.

[humallelujah]

I'm not sick. [Pouty face.]

I'm never sick. Why would I get sick now? [Sniffle.]

[heaven_piercer]

Happens to the best of us. I don't know how you've lucked out for so long, but hey, at least it's just a cold.

[humallelujah]

[Sob. Sick whyyyy. He curls up in his blankets.]

I feel all achy and weak. I don't like it.

[And defenseless. :< ]