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[punkass_drgnrdr]

[Lance sounds awful. Hoarse, congested, voice cracking and coughing every now and then.]

S'good idea to stay away from the shelter for a few days. S'flu or something goin' round.

[Locked to Chivy, Ichigo, demon!Sam and The Creature.]

Guys okay to make sure the strays are a'ight while m'down? Take precautions. Dunno where I got the virus from.

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[tamedhollow]

Jesus, you sound like Hell warmed over. Are you sure you're ok? Did you take a plague cure, just in case?

[voice/shelter filter]

[punkass_drgnrdr]

Don' have any. S'just flu.

[Really. He's ... pretty sure.]

[voice/shelter filter]

[tamedhollow]

... I'm gonna go grab a vaccine from the hospital anyway. Where are you?

[voice/shelter filter]

[punkass_drgnrdr]

'Kay. [Not gonna complain here.]

Home. Shelter 'partment.

[action???]

[tamedhollow]

[he turns off the communicator and about 20 minutes later, there's a knock at Lance's apartment door]

Wataru, it's Ichigo.

[ ACTION + threadjack hiii I hope this is okay ;; ]

[polarisation]

[ Whoever Ichigo was expecting to answer the door, it was probably not his teenage landlord from the hostel. He looks fairly confused (since when does Lance introduce himself as Wataru...?). ]

... He's sick.

[ ACTION YES eez ok!! ]

[tamedhollow]

[Ichigo blinks]

Ah... uh... Low...well? Right? I know he's sick. [he holds up a white paper bag with the hospital logo on it] I brought medicine.

[ ♥! ]

[polarisation]

[ Sefton regards him for a moment, silent, then nods and moves out of the doorway, over to where Lance is dragonpiling with Dragonair. ]

Somebody's here with medicine, Wataru.

[ ... yeah, it's not anyone's imagination that he's being somewhat pointed there. ]

[action!]

[tamedhollow]

[Ichigo kind of makes a face. What was with that tone? He steps inside and smiles at Dragonair]

That must be Hakuryu. [he'd never seen him before, just heard about him... another amazingly awesome dragon!] I brought you the plague vaccine and some general flu meds.

[always!]

[punkass_drgnrdr]

[Dragonair lifts his head and trills, feathery ears forward in curiosity at this new person. Lance stirs and mrrfs and peers blearily out from under his pillow, sprawled hidden under blankets and pillows and a dragon-coil or two.]

S'not plague.

[Another blink.]

'Chigo?

[When did he get there? And why was Sefton suddenly calling him that?]

[polarisation]

[ There's a quick flash of extra concern when the plague is mentioned... but it doesn't seem that bad. Nobody was getting sick of that anymore, right? ]

He's... kinda out've it.

[tamedhollow]

I noticed. [Ichigo shakes his head and kneels next to Lance and Dragonair, extending a hand for the dragon to sniff, then moves the hand to press it against Lance's forehead; the poor guy's on fire] Hey big guy, I need your master's arm for a minute, alright? And I don't think it's plague, either, but you can never be too sure.

[he manages to fish out Lance's arm from the pillow and dragon-coil fort and takes some supplies out of his bag. The plague vaccine itself is in a small vial and Ichigo removes a sterile hypodermic needle from its wrapping and takes a dose from the vial. He takes an alcohol swab to clean the skin on Lance's upper arm and then taps the bubbles out of the syringe] It'll sting a little. [How many times had he given this shot since the "end" of the plague? Lots. He was a pro by now and he quickly slides the needle into the muscle and presses down the syringe with well-practiced speed]

[punkass_drgnrdr]

[Hey, he's sleepy, okay. He spends a few moments trying to make his eyes focus and the words make sense through his stuffy and aching head, but it's not until Ichigo comes at him with that needle that he registers and tries to pull away with a mumbled objection. He doesn't like needles. They make him think of things he can't quite remember, and some other things he can--vividly.

[Unfortunately for him Dragonair, head lowered to watch Ichigo's movements (quite close over the Hollow's head, in fact), tightens his coils so the man can't really move, and Lance hisses as he feels the prick.]

O- ow ...

[polarisation]

[ Sefton glances away when Lance reacts like that, not sure what to do. ]

S' that gonna do anything if he doesn't have the plague?

[tamedhollow]

[And it's over just as fast as it began. Ichigo removes the needle and puts it back in the packaging to dispose of it properly later.] Ah, thanks Hakuryu, you're a good helper! [he gives the dragon a pat on the head and a scratch behind those feathery ears before looking back at Sefton] Nah. It'll make his arm a little sore, but there aren't any other side effects.

Now, I brought some other stuff, too. [he takes a few more things out of the bag] Pills for the fever, sleep aids, cough syrup, sore throat drops... pretty much anything you need to make yourself a little more comfortable. If it really is just a flu, there's nothing to be done but treat the symptoms and drink lots of fluids. [he pauses, then smiles] Sheesh. I sound like my dad.

[punkass_drgnrdr]

[Dragonair purrs loudly, leaning into the scratch, while Lance just grumbles an insincere death-threat at the dragon and the Hollow, rubbing his arm and hiding his head under a pillow and a dragon-coil.]

S'just flu. Don' need all that.

[He's had flu before and lived without being pumped full of medicines, God. And he doesn't need to be reminded of what his dad would be doing if he were here, thanks, Ichigo.]