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[fairerthandeath]

Characters: Alto Saotome, John Sheppard
Location: ALTOS ROOM
Time: After John finds out he has a fever
Content: Whining about fevers and idiocy
Format: Whichever!
Warnings: Stupidity

Comments

[isthe_princess]

He should really be getting better soon, Alto thought as he dragged himself out of bed, wearing just his boxer shorts and a thin long sleeve pajama shirt. (He would have gone without the shirt completely, if not for the fact that he was still running a fever, and that he had the annoying tendency to lose control of his powers every time he sneezed...)

He opened the door, and tried to smile, only to lose it when he saw the pile of... stuff that John had carted over.

"Did you bring the entire infirmary with you?"

[fairerthandeath]

"Close enough." He slides past and starts setting them down -- "Has to be something here you'll take, right?"

[isthe_princess]

"Something that's tasteless will be good," Alto replied, crawling back into bed and hugging at his pillow. "And sweets to wash down the medicine-ness of it."

[fairerthandeath]

"It's not that bad. You know, some of this stuff is practically syrup." He half turns and jerks and eyebrow, then picks up a packet of sweets and chucks them in Alto's direction. "Here, I got you these anyway. I'm feeling generous."