[There's the ever-present buzz of a communicator shocking its owner. Anemone squeaks in surprise at the sudden pain, but a series of rough coughs interrupts her. She pounds at her chest, trying to will the feeling to go away.

Instead, she only manages to send her communicator to the floor with a clatter, and soon it shuts itself off.]

[A sudden rush of cloth smacks the communicator, effectively knocking it to the ground. Anemone picks it back up, laughing at it. Anemone sneezes, then makes a pouting sound as she picks it back up.]

I got by dress! The pretty o'de whed... Dewey took me dah'ci'g.

[She starts humming a song, then stops to cough for a moment.Hey Shih'ji, cad I co'b ( Read more... )

[Sneeze!]

I hate snow. It had better go away in time for my--[sniff]--my wedding.

I want s'more cake. [Sneeze.] Sanji, you wanna--

Eh?! Damn it! [Loud, angry huff, and then another sneeze and she just ends the transmission.]

[[ooc: Yay for 100 posts~]]

Guys, I-- [She's instantly interrupted by painful coughing, gasping every now and then. There's a soft thump, and the squeaking of a mattress, accompanied by coughing for a few more seconds. She sighs when she finally stops.]

...jeez.

O... okay. Well, I'm still a--

[She dissolves into coughing once more, this time a bit louder. After a minute or ( Read more... )