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Roger winced as the sun hit his skin, hand immediately going to shield his eyes. He had to have been outside since he was admitted... Jesus, over a month ago, but right then, he didn't remember. The island smell grabbed hold of him, seized him by more than just the one sense and he tipped his head back, eyes closed, bathing himself in the

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[traveltobelize]

"Look at you...." Belize said, leaning on a near-by wall. He took a deep inhale and smiled. "Congratulations Big Boy, you no longer reek like the undersides of a decaying coffin." Belize was surprised that the smile on his face was genuine.

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"Exactly how would you know?" Roger asked, mouth curling into a small smile from a face that was too sickly thin and eyes that were too sick of being sick. Despite it all, though, he was out of the clinic, and had that certain 'holy fuck, I'm alive' glow.

Anyway, it wasn't as if Roger had expected to see Belize while he was hospitalized. The two of them hadn't gotten along when Prior and Roger were together, much less apart because of Roger's own douche-baggery.

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Belize cocked on eyebrow with enough sass embedded in the glare to frighten off a small child. "I am a nurse...I know the dank, dark smellls of the H-I-V. I'm a fuckin' expert at this point." Belize approached him and extended a hand; a well lotioned hand- smooth that wore his favorite jade ring.

"Welcome back to the world, tart. Planning on ruining any lives while you're back?" Belize flung back.

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And in return, Roger cocked an eyebrow at the extended hand. He envisioned himself pissing on it, just for shock value, but that would have been more trouble than it was worth. Funny as fuck, though.

Instead, Roger took the hand and shook it, eyes radiating defiance, however playful. "Just yours, baby." Yeah, it had been a low fucking blow from Queen Baldie, but Roger refused to let it get to him, especially because he could imagine Prior emphasizing some scolding retort in French to Belize. Anyway, he and Prior had made their peace.

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If Belize hadn't been a human very familiar with the horrendous effects of the virus, he would have snarked some remark back but instead offered a friendly grin.

"No, but really girl, how do you plan on spending your extended stay? Throw some sort of Pheonix party? And out the ashes you rose...." Belize laughed quietly to himself. "It really is a great feeling, isn't it? The sun feel different yet? Renewed?"

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"Fuck yes," Roger said, the jubilance exuding from his voice as he tipped his head back against the wall and let said sun wash over him like the waves not even a mile off. It did feel like a new day, and his lips curled into a lazy, satisfied smile.