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[lalaith_]

::is nursing a cold::

::goes out to buy some ice cream anyway and think about recent events::

::wishesherbrotherwasaorund:: ;_;

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[mornaquilde]

*ambles in*

*sees you and feels a pang of guilt*

You feeling alright? :S

[lalaith_]

::coughs and sucks a deep breath through her mouth, cursing her clogged up nose::

Heeey you. Hi. Yeah...I think.

::sneezes::

augh...I'm a bundle of germs.

[mornaquilde]

*pats you*

Crap. That's a bitch. Get you anything?

[lalaith_]

::wonders if you'll get any germs::

Wait on me and find me loads of medicine to counter this horrible illness, tell me jokes and make sure I don't die tell me I don't look like a used tissue paper?

::looks rather hopefully at you::

::looks like a white sheet with a red nose::

[mornaquilde]

*course he won't, he's half ainu! :D*

Hmmm...

Will a pot-laced cupcake help? :D

[lalaith_]

::will sneeze and cough all over him then :D::

::sniffs and rasps::

I think so. And find me some tissue paper, yeah? I'm So going to get back to you for this.

[mornaquilde]

>.< *CRAP*

*rolls his eyes*

Yes, Mistress. I am but your humble slave.

[lalaith_]

::buahaha! >:D::

::ruffles up your hair::

Goood. And if you're bad, I'll spank you. ;) Get yourself busy, boy!

[mornaquilde]

Oooh! You promise? :D :D

[lalaith_]

Yeah, I promise. ;D

::flicks your nose::

[mornaquilde]

*gets up to go to the kitchen*

I'll hold you to that, wench. And I'll even wear something leather. :P

[lalaith_]

::puts a foot forward covertly to make you stumble::

I can't wait! Look at the anticipation written all over my face, hmmm? ;P

[mornaquilde]

You are a twisted, vicious wench, you know that?

*saunters off to the kitchen and eventually returns*

[lalaith_]

::calls after you in a flu infected voice::

And don't you just love me for it, you half-brained fireball of a...thing? heh.

::sits up to see what you've brought::

[mornaquilde]

Well. The illness has clearly started to eat your brain. >:)

*sets down a tray of tea and some assorted baked things*

[lalaith_]

Of course it has. And yours too. I was j-o-k-i-n-g? Yeah.

::throws a cushion at your head and scoops up a pastry::