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[cooksfordogs]

[This car is a very dark one. It smells of old vomit. The lights flicker on and off, but more often than not, they're out. The temperature is the only thing that's pleasant here

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[seulbanditarme]

[Ziva doesn't like the smell of the car but the lack of light is extremely comforting on her eyes, which she allows to switch to the cobalt blue. She steps into the car with hands on her throwing stars, she knows someone is in here.]

There are better cars for ambushes.

[Searching for the person.]

[cooksfordogs]

[I bet her senses are good -- Shinji's breathing sounds raspy, like a clank of chain. And Shinji notices that someone has arrived. Unfortunately, he chooses the moment of the light flickering on for a few seconds to move away just about half an inch.] Fuck.

[seulbanditarme]

[Better than a human's but still not anything to be really worried about.

Her head tilts toward his direction in the brief flash of light.] Ill again?

[cooksfordogs]

[So much the better, hopefully.

He narrows his eyes, not really able to focus on her.] Tch.

[seulbanditarme]

[She puts the throwing stars away and starts walking toward him.]

It is better for you to be in the medical car if you are ill.

Or [She crouches in front of him.] a sleeper car if you do not like hospital environments.

[cooksfordogs]

[That stare? It ain't nice. Very wary of this person; everything's so blurry and dark that he can hardly make out any facial features, or any others for that matter.

A few minutes pass before he speaks up again. Talking is damn exhausting.] 'm not ill.

[seulbanditarme]

[Aww. Vampire or not, Ziva won't hurt him if he doesn't give her a reason to.]

Are you certain? You seem quite ill to me.

[cooksfordogs]

Yeah. [Coughing. Sounds like there's some nasty stuff in his throat.] Dammit.

[seulbanditarme]

[There's a very quiet snort. She's dealt with difficult patients before.]

You are going to the medical car.

[The tone of her voice leaves no room for argument. Just going to help you up now, no escaping, Ziva's a lot stronger than even the strongest man in the world.]

[cooksfordogs]

[Shinji is in no shape to argue or fight her off anyway, even if she'd be naturally weaker than him -- that she isn't at least will later make it easier not to feel quite as irritated. Probably.

More coughing follows. He spits something out on the ground.] I ain't do that medicine.

[seulbanditarme]

Despite the fact that the medicine will help clear out your lungs? [Sarcastic tone.] Very wise of you. Very manly.

[Ziva will probably deny it, as it makes her seem odd. Doesn't want to stand out, but she is now as she's easily walking toward the door with his additional weight.]

[cooksfordogs]

Fuck you.

[Closes his eyes as everything seems to go upside-down.]

... 's not gonna help.

[seulbanditarme]

A few have tried, it did not end well for them.

[Ziva exits the car and keeps walking, looking for the medical car.]

Have you tried?

[cooksfordogs]

[That makes him chuckle, even though it is quiet and causes him to cough some more. Touché.]

That's beside the point, missy.

[seulbanditarme]

Ziva.

[She dislikes titles. Besides, she's too old for 'missy'.]

It would help if you told me what malady you are suffering from.

[cooksfordogs]

[The weird noise in his ears and his general dizziness make it harder to follow her words with each step.] Sewer?

'm not sick.