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[nodecade]

[This is a sickly Ash.

This is a sickly Ash sleeping with a book on top of his face.]

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[take_a_melody]

*Here, sickly Ash, have a warm dragon see you, then take off the book, looking at you with a concern look on his face.*

Are you alright, friend?

[nodecade]

--huh? [Wait, is that a Reshiram] I'm alright, er, no need to wo- [hack, hack, COUGH] It's been like this for a while.

[take_a_melody]

...*RESHIRAM SADFACES* You should get some rest, and good food, and... unless you came for some fresh air?

[nodecade]

No - really, I'm fine! I'm not as sick as I was a few months ago.

[moortimer]

[Though he's (apparently) the unofficial team dad of the GSC crowd it doesn't mean he can't offer Ash some tea, his Gengar peeking over the gym leader's shoulder as he does so.]

Shh, Gengar. Don't wake him up.

[He sits the cup down and tries to creep away...]

[nodecade]

[--and Ash wakes up easily, really]

...hello?

[moortimer]

Oh.

Hey.

Made you some tea.

[Shrugs.]

[nicepartner]

Uh..., thanks?

[freah]

Ash Ketchum. Why are you alseep without any blankets?

[nicepartner]

[--okay okay he's awake

AND JOLTING UP]

Huh? ...D'ya know another Ash?

[freah]

You could say that.

...But I was just in the neighborhood and thought I rouse you.

You shouldn't sleep with something covering you, child.