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Who: N and Hilda
When: July 4, 2013 - Afternoon
Where: Their Apartment
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Status: Closed

[ She had felt fine up until this morning. She'd heard things about people being afflicted with a sudden cold feeling, but she hadn't had anything happen to her until it had all compounded and hit her today. So, now, she was huddled underneath a blanket, with a sweater on.

She was still freezing.

Hilda was glad that none of her Pokemon were out of their Pokeballs at the current moment, because she knew all six of them would be worried for her. She didn't want that.

She was worrying, though. She hadn't seen or heard from N all day, and she knew he probably didn't know if she was okay, either. So, she forced herself up and out of her bed, hair down and a complete mess, blanket still wrapped around her small, shivering frame and dragging on the floor around and behind her ... she walked to his room, pushing open his door a little to check in on him. Maybe he was hit with the same thing? ]

N ...?

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[N wasn't doing much better. Even huddling against Zoroark in his bed under several blankets was doing nothing for him, in spite of the fact that Zoroark was otherwise unaffected. Of course that left him worried about his friend, nuzzling and whining while N shivered miserably under his blanket pile. He had never been this cold in his life, and it was becoming so bad that his very joints and bones ached.

It was Zoroark that responded rather than N himself, the large fox sitting up and motioning with a paw and a worried whine for her to come in.]

[ If Zoroark looked closely, it might be obvious that she was shivering pretty badly herself ... but with how worried the Pokemon seemed, it only increased her own worries about his well-being. So, she moved slowly toward his bed, crouching down at his bedside and trying to get a good look at his face. ]

N ...

H... Hilda...

[N's voice came out in a stutter, weak and tremor-laden. He was practically buried under those blankets, yet his skin was cold to the touch, and his cheeks were the sort of red that would have come with standing out in a high winter wind. He reached a trembling hand out to her.

Instead of being concerned for his own well being, though, he asked about hers.]

A-a-are... y-you... alright... ?

[ She could see the condition he was clearly in, and she had to wonder how he had the strength to worry about her ... her condition was far less serious than his was. Hilda frowned, reaching out and taking his hand gently into her own. She felt helpless ... ]

A little c-cold, but ... I-I can handle it. I-I'm worried about you ...

[The touch wasn't enough to completely chase the cold away, but it brought some warmth back to his otherwise chilled body.

Weakly, he smiled, and actually offered something almost akin to a joke.]

A-at least... we're cold... t-together...

[ Hilda's lips twitched into a smile at that. She tried to think for a few moments ... and then, she pushed herself to a standing position, still holding onto his hand. She looked to Zoroark. ]

I-Is it okay if I lay in bed w-with you guys ..?

[ Body heat might help ... though if laying in bed with Zoroark wasn't helping, she didn't know how much help she would be. Still, more never hurt ... ]

[Zoroark seemed all for it, and even moved away from the bed to give them plenty of room together. He wasn't cold at all, so there was no need for him to take their body heat away.

Hesitantly, N nodded, pulling the blankets up so she could crawl in.]

[ With the go-ahead, Hilda climbed into bed next to N, bringing her blanket with her as she did so. She wrapped an arm around him and pulled herself closer to him, albeit awkwardly. She was already feeling a little warmer from just that amount of contact ... she only hoped it would help him, too. ]

[N was quiet, shivering too much to really try and hold a conversation. But the contact was nice, nicer than he had expected to be really. He had spent so much of his life with people holding him at arm's length that he had convinced himself, somewhere in the back of his mind, that physical contact was actually a bad thing. Hilda had been showing him otherwise, bit by bit.

Slowly, though, his shivers subsided, and he felt warmth working back in to his body. His joints still ached, and it was highly probable that he was already ill from the effects of the continuing curse throughout the week, but this was an improvement at least.]

Feeling any better... ?

[ She would be happy to know that she was making this much of a difference in his life, if she knew. She knew she had made some impact, at least.

Hilda found herself cuddling a little closer to N, the new warmth in her body making her only want more of it, if she could possibly have it. She looks up at him as he asks about her own well-being, nodding a bit and smiling. ]

Mhm. How about you?

[Unfortunately he's never really sure how to quite put those feelings in to words, so it may be some time before she knows that.

He doesn't complain about her moving closer, and even aids it by shifting his arms to go around her.

As much as he wants to say he's doing better, the cold wasn't the only problem.]

I'm... warmer.

Warmer is good ... but are you feeling better despite that?

[ She will get an answer out of you, N. Though, there's an odd, happy feeling that rises in her chest as she feels his arms around her. Hilda's just going to ignore that for now. Right now, his well-being was more important. ]

Not completely, no. My throat feels sore... and my head is hurting...

[Oh no...]

[ Oh, no .... Oh no, indeed. Hilda brings a hand up to his forehead worriedly. ]

You feel like you might have a fever ...

[ Oh no, he caught a cold ... she sighs, then smiles at him a little. ]

I'll take care of you, okay? You probably just caught a cold. It should go away soon if I help you with the recovery process.

So I am ill then... I was afraid of that...

[he turns his head in to his arm to cough thickly, groaning once he's finished.]

I don't... want you to get ill, especially if this curse continues to make you cold.

I'll be okay.

[ You are not talking her out of this, awkward manchild. She looks pretty set on the idea. ]

I'll find ways to deal with the cold if it happens. I just want to help you feel better.

[Any other time, he would have been stubborn until she gave in, but for once he's just too tired and feeling too horrible to even try.]

Alright... but please take care of yourself, too.

[ Part of her thinks that maybe she should promise him that she will, but ... she knows herself well enough to know that she'd put her own well-being in harm's way to help someone she cares about. She's done it before and she'll likely do it again.

Slowly (and reluctantly), she pulled herself out of N's arms and sat up, smiling warmly down at him. ]

I'll go heat up some soup for you. Just rest here, okay? I'll be back soon.

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[He lets her go, but with the same reluctance (if not a little more). Shivering a little, he burrows back beneath the blankets with a nod.]

Thank you, Hilda...

[ Hilda moves out of bed, making her way to the kitchen and looking through the cupboards for some soup. She does find a thing of canned vegetable barley soup and starts to heat it up for him.

After it begins to heat up, she starts thinking about what else could be done to help N recover ... did this place carry cold medication? She would think that it would obviously carry it for the health and benefit of the people stranded here, but it never hurt to double-check, right?

So, with that in mind, Hilda turned to the network.

After receiving a confirmation from a ... rather strange gentleman (but who was she to judge? the company she kept was pretty strange, themselves), she turned the stove off, poured the soup into a bowl, grabbed a spoon, and made her way back to N. She stepped into the room. ]

Can you sit up?

[ It had only been a short time, but she could feel the cold creeping back slowly ... she tried not to show it. ]

[He had started to doze off by the time she even got to the kitchen, his illness weighing on him heavily. He had never felt this bad before in his life, though he had to reason that his sheltered years in the castle had also weakened whatever he might have had of an immune system.

When she returned, he groaned quietly, but nodded underneath the blankets and slowly sat up, messy hair even worse off than it normally was.]

[ She placed the soup on his bedside table and helped him sit up and make him comfortable with that. She then sat at his bedside and moved to reach for the soup.

The shivers had subsided for little bit as she touched N, so when she went to hand him the bowl of soup, she wasn't shivering anymore. She was thankful for that, but she knew that the cold had come back pretty quickly before ... ]

Be careful, it's still hot.

[Nodding, N took the soup carefully, letting it sit on his lap and cool before trying to have any of it.]

Thank you. I don't think I've ever been this ill before...

Being sick is never any fun at all, especially when it hits really hard like this ... I'll do what I can to help you through it, okay?

[ She sighs, and stands up again. ]

I'm going to go get some cold medication for you, okay? I'll be back as soon as I can.

[He wanted to say 'but take care of yourself, too', though he knew from her earlier reaction, that wasn't something she could promise. It saddened him, but as always he lacked the ability to say that aloud in a way that made sense.]

Alright. I'll be here...

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