Apr 25, 2007 19:20
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April 25th. Log:
I found Kimimaro at his old place. After more than a week's absence looking for god-knows-what information on certain people. I...I know he wants to protect me, but...come on, the job doesn't pay that well.
He's ill. Very, terribly ill. I need more help to deal with this, I'm not qualified enough, and I'll be damned if I let him go. I have to find another way...
I know what causes his disease. But I don't have the material nor skills to operate. I'm going to need outer help, and...I...
Oh gods.
He's sleeping now. Has been stabilized, and...he looks so fragile, and I hate it. I just.
Oh gods.
I'm in love with him.
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Logan, I still want that drink. Bring it to my labs?