✿ Sixth Bud [accidental video]

[seiriald]

H-hey, don't go falling! [Hello, Luceti, it seems that one of the journals out there has decided to turn on the video feature to show you one lovely ceiling, with rather creepy shallow breathing heard in the background. Before long a frazzled Kaori pops into the picture from the edge of what must be a bed, clearly still half-asleep since her eyes

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[voice]

[falenandawn]

[What.

She'd been fine during the draft, hadn't she?] Kaori?

[voice]

[seiriald]

Haaaaaaaaa? [Frey where the heck are you? That is you, right? Don't mind the blanket caterpillar rolling around in the background as the journal is thrown around everywhere.]

[voice]

[falenandawn]

Kaori, are you ok? [Ok that's kind of cute, but he's still worried.]

[voice]

[seiriald]

Nyeh~... [You better me satisfied with that answer, Frey, because she doesn't want to explain that yet again her body is tearing itself apart. Boo.]

[voice]

[boxedoff]

[Hurp.]

...You okay?

[voice]

[seiriald]

[Your only response is a loud muffled thump, followed by a confused squeak as she tries to find her journal in this world so damn hot. Don't worry Marcell, she'll respond as soon as she finds it!]

[voice]

[boxedoff]

...I guess that's a no.

[voice]

[seiriald]

[There's a sigh in the background as she shuffles closer, since this is the closest she'll probably get to finding the journal on her own. Why did everything have to be so disorienting?]

What are you doing still up?

[action]

[seiriald]

But the journal is being stupid and decided to run away! [Yes this is completely the journal's fault, but yay help has arrived! You're so awesome Spada, she wants to hug you in gratitude.

Incoming blanket tackle-hug in three, two, one~...]

[action]

[seiriald]

[What's wrong with a little fun, she's been stuck in bed since the night before and having company is always amazing~. Until her body reminds her that she is indeed ill and should not be jumping people in this condition.]

Good point~... [And here she goes slumping against you, Spada, feel free to notice that her fever has gone up a bit since you last checked.]

[Voice]

[returninghope]

[Zan'nen had the misfortune of hearing that thump right above his head, right on cue with your accidental broadcast. The joys of being neighbors, right?]

How long have you been sick?

[Voice]

[seiriald]

What makes you think that?! [Sorry for the extra snippy, Zan'nen, she can't think straight and it's way too hot here.]

[Voice]

[returninghope]

How about that tone of voice you responded with? You sounded far too angry for me to be wrong. [Hah hah. Caught you Ms. Grumpy Butt.]

[Voice]

[seiriald]

It's called being cranky! How do you know it has to do with illness? [It could be a woman thing! Not that she really has those because being a hybrid usually means infertile, hah.]

[voice | filtered like always because he's cool like that]

[imatreenow]

Are you feeling okay? ...You don't look well.

[This is Mithos actually being concerned for the well-being of another person? Feel special, Kaori. His sister had a bit of a penchant for falling ill, you see, including with a condition that affects only one in every million people. So though it has been a long, long time, this still feels strangely familiar.]

[voice | filtered because it's special~]

[seiriald]

[Hey, it's Mithos, someone to be honest with always. It makes her feel guilty that she can't come to the journal itself so he could see her, though it might not be a good thing. She hadn't been ill in months, so this was worse than usual.]

Just feeling ill, this is the first time it's happened here in the village...

[voice | filtered because everyone else can go die in a fire]

[imatreenow]

[He doesn't like the sound of that - protective mode activating! The worry in his voice is audible.]

A recurring illness? For how long has this been going on?

[voice | filtered because nothing tastes better than flaming flesh]

[seiriald]

Well, this has been happening since I was born, from what I know... [It wasn't so much an illness, that would be considered more of a side effect of what her body was constantly struggling against.]