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Hilda ([personal profile] ourlegends) wrote in [community profile] vatheon2013-07-04 05:25 pm

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Who: N and Hilda
When: July 4, 2013 - Afternoon
Where: Their Apartment
Style: [ brackets ]
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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[personal profile] unwrittenformula 2013-07-05 03:16 am (UTC)(link)
[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.]
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[personal profile] unwrittenformula 2013-07-05 06:12 am (UTC)(link)
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... ?
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[personal profile] unwrittenformula 2013-07-05 06:51 am (UTC)(link)
[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...
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[personal profile] unwrittenformula 2013-07-05 07:22 am (UTC)(link)
[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.]
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[personal profile] unwrittenformula 2013-07-05 07:46 am (UTC)(link)
[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... ?
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[personal profile] unwrittenformula 2013-07-06 01:37 am (UTC)(link)
[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.
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[personal profile] unwrittenformula 2013-07-06 01:56 am (UTC)(link)
Not completely, no. My throat feels sore... and my head is hurting...

[Oh no...]
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[personal profile] unwrittenformula 2013-07-06 02:29 am (UTC)(link)
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.
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[personal profile] unwrittenformula 2013-07-06 02:37 am (UTC)(link)
[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.
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[personal profile] unwrittenformula 2013-07-06 03:06 am (UTC)(link)
[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...
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[personal profile] unwrittenformula 2013-07-06 03:43 am (UTC)(link)
[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.]
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[personal profile] unwrittenformula 2013-07-06 04:53 am (UTC)(link)
[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...
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[personal profile] unwrittenformula 2013-07-07 02:01 am (UTC)(link)
[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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