~Twenty~

[demented_mama]

[Action 1/2]

[It's morning, creeping into the afternoon in House 44 and like usual there's a figure curled with a book while chilling on the couch. If you walked through the room, seeing the flash of purple hair and the tail resting by the reader's side would seem natural and familiar and indeed everything is in its place

Comments

[Action] late late late

[there_were_none]

[Flandre is trying to be sneaky!

...a bit hard to do when you cough like you're trying to hack out a lung. But she had to get a new tissue. This one was icky and messy and bloody.

She is shuffling by through a nearby hallway rather slowly; normally she would have blown right by in a buzz of wings.]

[Action] You can join me in the wonderful land of backdating |D

[dementedmamaaud]

[...that cough. It happens a few times before he gets off the couch and leaves his book on a cushion. Finding Flandre, who has always been tiny, so any further tininess will be excused, is incredibly easy and he'll just lean down in front of her.]

Has a lung made an appearance or is it not too late to get you taken care of for a bit?

[Wryly, he can see she isn't feeling well and the maternal instincts are running, he's been living here long enough that they're starting to include his housemates too. That and, hearing someone cough up an organ isn't a delightful way to start the morning.]

[Action] Does it have cookies :O

[there_were_none]

[You are very tall, good sir. Very, very tall--or at least Flandre thinks so. Everything is monstrous when you're this short. Her first impulse is to squeak, huddle over to appear even smaller and back away a bit. Male or female, she has no memory of this strange tall person with what looks like three eyes.

...she thinks, anyway.]

U-um.

I need a tissue...

[Pay no mind to the bloody one wadded up in her hand.]

[Action] Muffins.

[dementedmamaaud]

[So skittish and Mom smells the blood before he notices the tissue, wrinkling his nose. She doesn't look cut up, meaning she must have coughed it up. ...oh my.]

No kidding.

[Eying you (with all three) nonchalantly, he'll raise back to his full height.]

Go sit on the couch.

[He needs to take a trip to his room, tissues and otherwise.]