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[lastyears_model]

[ Having had a bit of a bad night previously, Elena is sitting on the couch in her Latimir apartment, trying to figure out the reason for her lack of sleep. Having recently been reacquainted with Nate she should by all means be more than overjoyed, but there seems to have been a flood of worried thoughts washing through her mind rather than being

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[lastyears_model]

Yes. Well.
...yes. I'm fine.

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[lastyears_model]

Well I don't have to act fine all the time, do I? People have momentary lapses in "fine-ness" after all.

[loyal_cube]

I remove chips but...

... are you well?

[lastyears_model]

Can you tell me how you find them to do so? I'm told they're not in the same place for everyone.

...Yes. I'm just... Thinking too much.

[loyal_cube]

I wouldn't recommend removing them by yourself, as you'll become very ill very quickly and that's why only certian people know how to remove them.

... [Not commenting at this moment]

Do you suffer from migraines?

[lastyears_model]

I was just wondering if... No, never mind. I wouldn't want to do it myself. It's... My friend, he doesn't like the idea of a chip and wants it out.

I suppose so, sometimes.

Why... |

[is_the_eldest]

I don't know anyone who can remove your chip... do you think it's doing something to you? [Hasn't been sleeping well either, but he figured that was due to nightmares about his death.]

[lastyears_model]

It's not for me. It's... A friend.

[is_the_eldest]

I hope you can find someone then, either way, if it's causing trouble getting it out would be the best.

Will you be alright though?

[lastyears_model]

I think he's more freaked out about having it in general than it causing any trouble. But mm, I hope so.

...I'm fine Federico.
How... Are you?

[assworthsaving]

[This had to be some kind of illness. One day he was feeling perfectly fine, all things considered, and the next, well, the same as Elena. Things had gone down hill since he first got here and he got less sleep as the days passed- last night he didn't even sleep at all. He'd brush it off as anything else, but she seemed to be acting the same way.

Or was she? Maybe she was more upset about the conversation they had the other day than she let on. Or there was something else she wasn't telling him. He was beginning to suspect the latter. He might even be acting far more grumpier and paranoid than usual, but he was unable to push these feelings aside for whatever reason.

Still he wanted to take care of her, keep her safe, but without any idea of where to start he did whatever small things he could. Drake was now approaching the couch she was on, that also doubled as his bed, holding out a glass of water for her.]

Here. Drink this.

And you should really be lying down.

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[lastyears_model]

I don't want any water. [ What if it's poisoned? It was a possibility, after all.

It could stand to reason that the water might be behind it all. She used it many times through the day for a wide variety of things; but if it were the water why only take effect now? Either way, she didn't want it and so didn't bother to reach out for the glass.

As for lying down, she didn't want that either. It wasn't a comfortable solution for the moment for whatever reason. She just didn't want to do it. ]

You drink it.

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[assworthsaving]

I had some earlier, but you still need to drink some.

[Now he just takes a seat beside her, the glass in one hand and his other hand gently rubbing her back.]

I don't suppose you have any sort of medicine lying around, huh? I didn't see any while looking...

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[lastyears_model]

I said I don't want any. [ There's a hint of a snappy tone there. Stop trying to give her laced water Nathan. ]

No, not really. [ It would all be old and expired anyway, and probably make her more sick. Or kill her. Again.

Who the hell would want that? ]

I'm not sick. I'm fine. [ Even though she isn't. Dropping her hands from her hair, she glances to him from the corner of her eyes. ]

You look like hell.

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[asideglance]

Fisher-san...? A chip removal?

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[lastyears_model]

It's not for myself.

...Do you know of anyone, Japan?

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[asideglance]

I do not, though I would like to...

It is for a friend?

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[lastyears_model]

I don't really care about my chip.

But Nate...
It bothers him.