«XVIII» Ugh! [Voice]

[likesto_talk]

[She, obviously, sounds like crap]

Ooooooh, I saw this one coming. [A pause to blow her nose]

Id's ats if Crodos wadted to keep us from watchidg the Fidal.

[She blows her nose again, harder]

Oh, damn, this is going to leave a mark.

Children? Adults?

Meeting in my room, ASAP. We need to talk about our strate-te-te-te--!

[And one huge AT-CHOO as background

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[oinopos]

[A few moments later, sounding no better and maybe even awholelotworse...]

Yeah. No. Too much vom-ohshi-

[Afewdeeeeeepbreaths]

I think I ate a bad M&M.

[filter: briseis]

[oinopos]

Let me? You seemed pretty keen at the time.

And don't even dream about moving, little one. I'll come to you. I may be some time.

[voice]

[likesto_talk]

[Decided, yet feeling like crap]

I'm dragging your ass here, honey. Just don't mind me if I stop a couple of times to, eh, faint.

[ATCHOO! ATCHOO!]

[voice]

[oinopos]

[In a tone that just about imparts a faint indignation that he should be anything other than chivalrous]

Nononono. You stay right where you are. I'll come to you. There's this ohfuuuu-

[Another pause, quite a long one, as he gathers himself again]

Okay. Okayokayokay. Is this Hades? [gone] There's a bucket here. A nice red one. It says 'Fire' on it and it's full of sand. It'll do as a (ohdeargodshelpme) uhm receptacle. I'm on - I'm on my way. If I don't make it, tell- [gone]

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[likesto_talk]

[She's tired and pained and sick, but she's laughing. It sort of hurts.]

Ouch, ouch. OW! The laughs, they hurt. Blasphemy.

Good luck young man.