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How do you get better faster if you're sick?

[It's worth noting that since Luke's voice is slightly hoarse and a little deeper from whatever he's infected with, he sounds just like Asch. Maybe slightly more raspy, but otherwise he's pretty spot on and doesn't even know it.]

Comments

[fourteen]

[ she's about to pout, before Luke mentions what Guy's done; and she glances around, eyebrows raising a little bit. Wow. Guy seems like such a good friend. ]

That's really sweet of him... still, Luke. [ seriousface. ] You really should contact someone as soon as you can. What if it gets worse?

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[He just looks up at her - the seriousface gets him more than anything, making him glance away again.]

I don't know any doctors around here...

[fourteen]

... me neither. [ alas! ] Maybe just try a general message? And even if not...

[ she pauses for a second, then sighs, and scoots her chair closer. close enough to gently -- with only a tiny bit of hesitation! -- lay one of her hands over his. ]

Just get Guy to do it soon. You don't need to be any sicker than you already are.

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[He looks at their hands, and... thankfully, he doesn't get too flustered, considering he'd often do that if anyone he really knows is ill or injured. Instead, he just smiles a little.]

I'm pretty sure Guy's already asking around. He really gets on top of things like this. [He is his best friend for life, after all.]

[fourteen]

[ okay, that gets a warm smile out of her. it's good to know Luke has someone to look after him. maybe she needs to get to know Guy a little better... ]

Good. The sooner you get well, the better. ... besides, I still feel a little guilty. [ eh heh. ]

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[GIRL. Here, he'll just turn his hand up so that he can hold her hand while letting out a little sigh.]

I still don't think it was your fault, but I guess I can't stop you from feeling guilty...

[fourteen]

[ ... hand holding ...

somewhat despite her own expectations, she hadn't really felt any different once she got around him. Luke is still Luke; even if she knows she likes him, it's still... normal, really.

but now he's doing this, and she's having to fight off a blush. is it working?

need to play this off, somehow...

gives his hand a squeeze and smiles a little teasingly ] Maybe I should have just made you zip up your jacket more, then.

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H-Hey, it wasn't that often... Besides, I think you did that for me enough times.

[And now that she's really holding his hand, his smile widens a little, even though he's worn out and hurting. At least the fever's hiding if he's blushing or not!]

[fourteen]

Obviously not enough! [ she laughs, the sound of it bright. ] If I ever see you outside without your jacket zipped up again after this, I'll... [ scrunches her nose. what's an appropriate punishment? ] ... um, do something terrible, like tickle you? [ tries to say this with a straight face. fails. ]

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... I'm shaking with fear. [NOT.]

[fourteen]

[ breaks down in helpless giggles. ] Why not? You should be! I can be pretty scary if I want to! [ uses her free hand to make a claw and makes a SCARY FACE.

it is not very scary. ]

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[Luke tries to keep up that UNIMPRESSED face.

But soon enough the side of his lips quirk up, and he snickers. Xion you are NOT SCARY AT ALL.]

[fourteen]

Don't laugh! [ even if she's laughing herself. ] If you weren't sick I'd make you pay for that!

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What would you do? "Shove" me again?

[fourteen]

Hey, it worked the first time, didn't it? You fell over!

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I'll be ready next time. You won't even be able to move me! [Because LUKE is a WALL OF STEEL.]

[fourteen]

... [ she reaches out to poke his forehead. ] Uh huh. You say that now, but just wait. I'll move you alright! You won't even see it coming.

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[Poked, what. B| Well then, he'll reach out to grab that hand too!] Like hell you would! I can see everything around me!

[fourteen]

[ caught! now he's got both her hands. what if she needs to escape, noooo-- gives a half-hearted, light tug as if trying to get free!, but she doesn't really mean to -- or even want to. ]

What, you have eyes in the back of your head now? I don't remember seeing those! [ sticks her tongue out at him. ]

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What, you really don't?

[He responds to that gesture of hers with a grin of his own, then ducks his head and guides Xion's head to the back of it.]

See if you can find them! [Of course, all she'll find is shaggy red hair. But this is just playful banter, after all!]

[fourteen]

[ ............ scritches her fingers through his hair, barely containing giggles all the while. ]

I don't know, I don't feel anything... you sure they're here?

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Maybe they decided to retreat for now.

[Luke just pillows his head with his arm and looks up at her with a smile. If it weren't for the painful ache in his throat and chest every time he took a breath and just the general ache and weakness in his limbs, he'd forget he was sick at all with her around.]

[fourteen]

Eyes can't retreat... that's even weirder than having them in the back of your head in the first place.

[ the hand that's in his hair combs through it now, in a smooth, gentle motion -- then shifts slightly, to gently brush some hair away from his face.

"you really like him, don't you?"

thanks for that, Sanji.

she'll pull that hand back, before it gets weird, curling her hands together loosely in her lap instead. ]

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[Luke doesn't bother responding, because that feels nice. He's always liked to have his hair messed with - Guy was the only one who really knew about it, though.

The brushing of his hair makes his smile grow, and he realizes that he doesn't feel a shred of discomfort, or the urge to push that hand away with an embarrassed mumble. It's... nice. Comfortable.

But it doesn't last long, and once Xion pulls away Luke decides that maybe it's time to veer away from the teasing. Or, at least, find a different topic other than "I really liked that".]

Hey, Xion, what's your-

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[But he's cut off by what's been ailing him all day - harsh, rattling coughs that only get worse as they go on. He shoots his hands to his mouth and curls up a little more and squeezes his eyes shut as he does so, because it's not like he can do much else to try and stop himself.]