✄ nanana this is what happens

[sicilia_graecia]

[ Ciro's sick. He knows he's sick. He figures it's just a bad case of the stomach flu.

It would definitely explain his headache, the fever, and why he was vomiting. He knows now not to go around eating after two days of not doing so at all. The very thought of food makes him sick to his stomach. To make matters worse, he began waking up in the

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[devilwentdownto]

Will doesn't look so great himself, the budget deficits are really beginning to get to him, but he's ignoring them for now in favor of continuing to work and look on the bright side and Oh God don't even mention that he's gotta figure out the water thing...

He kneels by the couch, an expression of worry covering hi face.
Dar- His voice croaks briefly so he clears it before continuing. D-darlin'... 're ya alrigh'?

[ooc XDD Alrighty~ see ya then.]

[devilwentdownto]

His eyes drift down to the bandaged hands and he oh so wants to ask but... he just hands the mug over and holds onto the glass of orange juice.
A-ah got ya some orange juice too. I's supposed ta me good fer ya.

[sicilia_graecia]

[ He nods and, holding the mug in one hand owowow, he holds the other hand out to motion for the orange juice. ]
All right then; that sounds all well and good.

[devilwentdownto]

He sees that.
A-ah... w-would ya like me ta take tha mug fer ya?

[sicilia_graecia]

Huh? [ He blinks. ] No, it's fine. It burns a little but it's soothing on the wound.

[devilwentdownto]

He's not sure how it can burn AND sooth at the same time, but he's horribly distracted by his curiosity... and well Ciro did breach the topic first.
W-wha'... wha' happened?

[sicilia_graecia]

[ Ah, a burning sensation~... ]
Florence got trigger happy.

[devilwentdownto]

Y-ya was shot!

[sicilia_graecia]

... and why do you find this so surprising?

[devilwentdownto]

B-bu' they shouldn've shot you! W-why did they shoot you?

[sicilia_graecia]

... did I not tell you my occupation of choice?

[devilwentdownto]

He bit his lip.
B-bu' if i's tha' dangerous...

[sicilia_graecia]

I'm mafia. It happens. People get shot.

[devilwentdownto]

his voice goes quiet. He doesn't like these types of things.
B-bu' wouldn' it be better if ya wasn'.

[sicilia_graecia]

Not really. It's my job and I take pride in it. I don't really...get how it would be better for me to not have this job anymore.

[devilwentdownto]

O-oh... He shifts awkwardly. D-did ya at least have someone look at it?