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 Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2012 9:24 pm
Micah's body hurt. More than it had hurt in a long while. Even counting her patrols. She sort of moaned as she slumped into the drug store, sniffling and dripping with various viscous fluids. She would rather be dead than this sick. God she hated being sick. For days, Micah as not been able to go running, or out on patrols, or even to school. Her family kept her on lock down for the time being, waiting for her to get better.
It was by pure chance that she'd slipped out, as a matter of fact. Her family went to bed early today, which was odd since Alexij was usually up pretty late. But Micah didn't question it as she bundled up against her fever and headed out the door, in need of medicine that her parents seemed incapable of buying.
They kepy bringing home that disgusting grape flavored crap what was better suited for clearing drains. No. Micah wanted the cherry flavored medicine. The sweet stuff that might have been juice in another time and place. Medicine she would take and enjoy.
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Posted: Tue Feb 28, 2012 12:52 am
Millicent must have used up six boxes of tissues in the past few days, and was now on a mission to get more. She hated tissues. She hated how they made her nose hurt after a while, and how they just…got dust everywhere. If her nose wasn’t running as much as it had been running, there was no way she would have been using all the tissues that she was using. No way at all.
As she walked into the store, she looked around, searching for where the tissues were kept. Finally, she looked down on isle and brightened. There was someone she knew! “Micah! Micah! Hi! Are you sick too?” Oh no…all of her padawans seemed to be sick…that wasn’t good…that wasn’t good one little bit. Someone just needed to come up with an awesome way to get rid of all of the sickness in the whole world…By pushing a button or something…this was just getting crazy!
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Posted: Tue Feb 28, 2012 10:30 am
Micah's bleary eyes watched Millie without recignition for a moment. What... who... why? Her mind was working over time for little result. At last her eyes lit up, registering who was talking to her and what she was saying. She slumped over, no longer on guard for attack or relentless questioning.
"Yeah, I'm... I'm sick," she admitted, leaning against the aisle for support. "It just sort of... happened overnight. But then again, that's how all of my illnesses happen." Micah sniffed and rubbed her nose on her sleeve. "I go to bed fine, wake up dead."
"How about you? You sick too?"
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Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2012 11:15 pm
Millie nodded. “Yeah, I have the sniffles, but I was already sick once this year…so I’m hoping that’s why I’m not super sick like Jett’s girlfriend or Candice is! That would just be awful.” She drew in a breath, then gave a little sneeze, wiping at her slightly dripping nose with the back of her hand. “Ew…I have to come and get more tissues…I used so much today, and mom gave me some money to get more…she’s not sick at all and I’m so jealous of that…How sick are you? At least you can get out of bed, so that’s good!”
If she had known just how yucky Micah was feeling, perhaps Millicent wouldn’t have talked so much, or so quickly. But, she figured that if the other girl was out, she was still completely up to snuff!
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Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2012 11:53 pm
Micah sniffed as she grabbed for her medication, listening to Millie with one ear. "I wish I only had sniffles. Right now I've got that, aches and pains, and a head ache that might actualy be unrelated to this sickness." She sighed, grabbing another bottle of medicine and wiping her nose on her sleeve. "I really shouldn't be out, but my parents keep buying that nasty grape gunk." She wrinkled her nose at the idea. "Once we get done here I'm going to sleep. No, eat first. Damn, nothing at home is rady to eat, I'd have to make things... I don't have the energy. I'll just go to bed." Micah sniffled again, slouching dramatically.
"I shoulnd't have left bed... too tired..." Another sniff. "You want me to come and gt tissues with you, though," she offered with a weak smile. "Another few moments won't kill me."
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Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2012 11:58 pm
Oh no! That sounded just horrible! Aches and headaches and pains and…oh. “Nooo, Micah, you need to get back to bed! You can’t go and get super sick…if you’re super sick, how are you going to get any training done? You need to rest and get better and stop being sick!”
Millie’s lip trembled and she darted off down one of the aisles, returning half a minute later with a combo pack containing three boxes of tissues. “You see? I have my tissues now, I’m all set! But you, you have to get in bed and…and make some chicken soup, and maybe I can come over later and use my glitter magic on you to make you better, and then you’ll feel better, then you can come over to my house and do some padawan training! Okay? Does that sound okay?”
She was very concerned for the girl, this, this was her favorite girl padawan! A senshi, and someone that counted on her to be super cool, so she had to be super cool and try and help Micah as best she could now!
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Posted: Thu Mar 22, 2012 8:53 pm
Micah watched with wide eyes as Millie raced away, returning with her buy. It took Micah a minute to understand what had just happened. When Millie returned with her tissue and her wide eyes and her pleading voice, Micah burst out laughing, despite the head ache that pounded with each cakcle. Without thinking, Micah dropped to her knees and flung herself around the child, still chuckling as she embraced her. "Oh master," she groaned happily, wiping the mirth-filled tears from her eyes. "I would love glitter magic. And I would love to train with you." She released Millie, taking her hands and nodding seriously, forcing her smile away and failing. "You're right Master, I should be in bed. I'm sorry I worried you." Orangish Serbert Did you forget about this one too, because I did.
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Posted: Tue Nov 06, 2012 12:38 pm
Millie nodded. Well good. She returned the hug and just smiled. “Now go home okay? You have to go home and go to bed, and I’m gonna go home and go to bed too, just so I don’t get sicker, because I hate being sick. I really, really do.”
She pulled out of the hug then nodded. “I’ll come over tomorrow and use my glitter magic on you, so you’ll feel better. Now go on!” The redhead smiled, then went to buy her tissues. Well…it seemed like everyone was getting sick now! She had to make sure to make everyone feel better soon…while still making sure she didn’t go and get sicker!
It was a tough job being a Jedi Master…but someone had to do it!
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