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Rubber duckie, you're my friend! Rubber duckie, my friend to the end!

Mar 06, 2010 22:59

Who: Haruno Sakura, Azure Kite, Sebastian Michaelis? TECHNICALLY OPEN if you... dare
When: Soon after reset, when Tasuki's set off the sprinklers, Sakura's declared spa-time, and Kite's catching colds. And Sebastian drools or something.
Where: Kite's Room --> Suite 10's Bathroom
Summary: Sakura hauls Kite to bath time so she can get some R&R, ( Read more... )

sebastian michaelis, haruno sakura, azure kite

Comments 21

little_stitches March 7 2010, 07:21:37 UTC

It took quite a while for Kite to slide out from under his cramped moping spot beneath the bottom bunk but eventually said grungy AI stumbled his way to the door. And smashed against it, balance all topsy-turvy with the sudden loss of immense power. Again.. After a cranky hiss and a moment of recovery he opened the door a crack. Big, round and slightly puffy-red eyes peered out at Sakura questioningly.

"...haah, why?? I am nhhn... not..." A sneeze. He was in sprinkler hell lately, it seemed. "Am not i-injured."

He wobbled as he spoke, the threat of falling growing larger with each passing moment. He really needed to keep track of his walking sticks for just such an occasion.

nosamurai March 7 2010, 08:02:32 UTC

Without preamble, Sakura slouched down enough to be at Kite's immediate level, offering him a steadying hand. "No, but you're on your way to being sick." Her eyes flicked to his throat, catching some of that glittering gold. "And you won't have your usual reserves to fight things off. I'm not in a mood to argue about this."

She figured he wouldn't be able to offer much resistance, and prepared to lift him up into a slightly less awkward carrying position. His speed of travel without her assistance wasn't something she felt like enduring, not with just a towel keeping her modest. "You're coming with me.

little_stitches March 7 2010, 08:14:30 UTC

Kite squeaked as he was lifted, pouting and looking quite cross once he noticed her unchanged collar. "...whaa... why just me?" he complained aloud, voice whiny. Not really like him to do so, but such was the effect of this week. A blue collar, apparently, wasn't enough misery for him.

But it was not in his nature, inhibited or no, to stay angry about such things. And the annoyance dissolved as he stared at the toweled girl, draping gangly arms over her shoulders.

"Nhhn... no choice, then? ...where aah... are we going?"

nosamurai March 7 2010, 08:41:42 UTC

"I don't know," was her honest reply to his question on the collar, even as she tightened her hold on him and took off at a decent ninja speed. As for his other question ( ... )

little_stitches March 7 2010, 08:54:24 UTC

"Aaah... on-sen..." Kite rolled the syllables around in his mouth experimentally, a broken memory bubbling in his mind, quick to burst and not very helpful. "Not... 'me', haah... however... " he trailed off. Best not confuse anyone with more of his "clone" nonsense. But with the original here... he'd have to provide a full, clear explanation soon. Not now, though. Now was the time for... baths.

He doubted Sakura could handle the temperature of his typical baths, but then again, neither could he. Not in that fragile little body. "Steam, aah... right..." Kite wasn't looking too forward to the impending soak but maybe she was right. Maybe it would be good for him. Anything that could help hm breathe easier was appreciated. And... he would get to spend time with Sakura. Once they arrived he tried to wiggle out of her grasp, wanting to display a little independence.