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[idkmybffsean]

 [Too stubborn to stay in his room for the whole of his sudden sickness, Joe is sitting in the hall. He didn't make it far from his room before fatigue and breathing difficulty made him slump against the wall. He's not going anywhere any time soon.

The comm feed starts mid way through a rather horrible sounding cough. There's a groan, and then a

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[skinbrand]

[This most definitely does not sound good.

Nel foregoes leaving a reply over the network, putting a foil wrap over her unfinished salad and fetching two water bottles from the gargantuan ice box in their kitchen. She knows the map of his deck as well as her own room; does it really surprise Joe to see her materialize at the end of his hall and march on over to his sick self?]

When was the last time you ate?

[She's kneeling and setting her cargo aside.]

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[idkmybffsean]

[Joe barely notices she's there until she speaks. He was far too busy staring at that spot on the floor beside him. It's moving, right? He's not the only one that thinks so?]

M'not hungry.

[Which for Joe is a hint that there is something very, very wrong. He should of brought his hat with him. Everything would be alright then. Joe breaks into another coughing fit.]

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[skinbrand]

[She automatically braces against his shoulder, to keep him from doubling over. Nel could waste energy seething at the Captain (assuming this is a punishment) or she could devote her attention to assessing all it is that she can do for him.]

That's not what I asked, Joseph.

[She touches the backs of her knuckles to his cheek. His temperature draws a disapproving scowl.]

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[idkmybffsean]

[He gives her a sideward glance.]

m'in trouble again.

[Joe tries to think. He's a bit like a wounded puppy right now. Look at those eyes Nel. Just look at them.]

I dunno. Day or two.

[chopshopgoddess]

[Mikaela might, for the most part, be avoiding everyone ever - but like hell if she's going to ignore this.

She also doesn't bother verbally responding to Joe. Instead, she just snags a couple water bottles and maybe some other sickness-related items and heads his way.]

[idkmybffsean]

[When Mikaela arrives, she'll find Joe sitting with his back against the wall and legs sprawled out in front of him. His eyes are closed and his mouth his partially open. For the moment, he's just focusing on breathing without coughing up a lung.]

[chopshopgoddess]

[She drops to her knees besides him, reaching hesitantly to brush her fingers across his shoulder.]

Joe?

[idkmybffsean]

[At the touch his eyes crack open. Joe takes a second to register just who it is before giving her a lazy, lop-sided grin.]

'kaela.

[He kinda sounds like he's been eating glass. His attention remains on her face for a bit before he glances down to the bottles she's brought. Joe tries for a laugh but it quickly dissolves into a coughing fit. He sounds like hell and feels a lot worse. Joe groans.]

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[rocklikerunaway]

You too huh?

[She doesn't sound sick. She's referring to half of the rest of her friends on this tub.]

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[idkmybffsean]

Aye.

[COUGH COUGH COUGH BLARGH COUGH SPLUTTER.]

Yer alright then?

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[rocklikerunaway]

Yeah.

Everyone in this place got punished for fighting. Except me.

[Seriously, what's with that?]

So what'd you do, hit someone when you were a girl?

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[idkmybffsean]

Pixie.

[He pauses to breathe.]

Don't like 'im.

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[lightyourway]

[When Kairi finds Joe, it's not water she's carrying, but a glass of pineapple juice; sugary, soothing, easy to swallow.]

Joe?

[She kneels and tries to catch his eye.]

Are you okay?

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[idkmybffsean]

[Joe looks up, sees who it is and forces a grin.]

M'fine. Just restin'.

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[lightyourway]

[Kairi returns the grin, equally forced. Joe is a horrible liar.]

Here.

[She nudges his hand with the glass.]

It's good.

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[idkmybffsean]

[To be fair, he kind of feels like he's about to pass out.]

What's it?

[He takes it anyway and brings it to his mouth for a small sip.]

Pineapple?

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[ntjstapwn]

...you still need something?

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[idkmybffsean]

Got a light?

[What a bastard time for his lighter to die.]

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[ntjstapwn]

You sure that's a good idea?

*He's headed over with a bottle of water anyway. Marco always has a lighter on him.*

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[idkmybffsean]

[Joe chuckles but it breaks down pretty quick. He makes a frustrated sound.]

Need it.