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 Posted: Tue Jan 11, 2005 1:24 am
*Tavin smiled, and sat in the chair next to Maggie's bed. He had promised Bard that he would watch Maggie while he was away, and he intended not to leave her side no matter what. Solemnly, he changed the towel on Maggie's forehead for a fresh one*
((Goodnight, all. If there are any posts here before I'm back, it'll be understood that Tavin has fallen asleep in this chair))
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Posted: Tue Jan 11, 2005 8:17 pm
:::Cora awoke some time later. She sat up in bed, still and quiet a moment. It took her a moment to remember what had happened. When she did, Cora slid herself off the bed, and out into the hall:::
:::She reached Maggie's room, and was about to knock, but thought better of it. Perhaps she shouldn't wake anymore. She let herself in, and saw that she was right. Tavin was slumped in the chair, sleeping, and Maggie was still sleeping, though restlessly. She approached the bed:::
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Jan 11, 2005 8:21 pm
*Maggie shivers slightly, still fevered. She murmers something unintelligable, more asleep than awake*
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Posted: Tue Jan 11, 2005 8:23 pm
Did you sleep well?
*Tavin looked up at Cora when she approached*
Do you feel a bit better now? A bit more lucid? You had a rough night. We all did. And I'm afraid that Bard still is.
*Tavin leaned over and changed out one of Maggie's towels with a fresh one*
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Posted: Tue Jan 11, 2005 8:24 pm
oh..! :::Cora's a bit startled that Tavin is not sleeping:::
Mm...:::She nods::: I was eventually able to sleep::: I feel...well, I feel. :::And she left it at that:::
How is she doing?
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Posted: Tue Jan 11, 2005 8:30 pm
About the same, as far as I can tell. That's not neccessarily bad- At least it isn't worse than before. It just isn't... better, either. Lets hope that Bard manages to get here with some medicine.
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Posted: Tue Jan 11, 2005 8:32 pm
:::Cora moves to the edge of the bed where she had been the night before. She took up Maggie's hand again. She didn't have much to say...but a whole lot to think about:::
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Posted: Tue Jan 11, 2005 8:35 pm
Bard'll get here, Cora. Don't worry. Even at its worst, Maggie still has a fighting chance. She's a tough lady, too. I'd give her even odds against Death Himself.
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Posted: Tue Jan 11, 2005 8:44 pm
:::Cora doesn't look away from Maggie. She hums a response to Tavin...she seems lost in her thoughts again:::
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Posted: Tue Jan 11, 2005 8:46 pm
*Tavin smiles and leans back in the chair, pulling out his book and continuing to read. When Cora wanted to talk, he knew that she would*
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Jan 11, 2005 8:56 pm
*Maggie stirs slightly at the sound of their voices, and her eyes open, but they're distant and unfocused* . . . . Kate? . . . Ned . . . . will they let us see her yet . . . ? *her voice sounds worried and disoriented. She mumbles something else as her eyes close, and she falls more deeply into sleep again*
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Posted: Tue Jan 11, 2005 9:04 pm
:::Cora jumps a little when Maggie's eyes open suddenly, she doesn't know what Maggie is talking about, and is further confused when Maggie falls right back to sleep. She looks up at Tavin to see if he saw it:::
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Posted: Tue Jan 11, 2005 9:04 pm
*Tavin looks over*
Her memories are coming to the forefront. Her brain is frantically working at a way to combat the virus.
*Tavin props Maggie up a bit, by putting another pillow under her head and then cups a hand in the ice water in the bucket. Holding his hand steadily over Maggie's mouth, he slowly drips some of the water on her lips.*
If she wakes again, I'll try getting her an actual glass of water to sip... But for now, I'm certain any cool moisture she can get will be welcome, but I'd rather not wake her unless neccessary.
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Posted: Tue Jan 11, 2005 9:28 pm
:::Cora quietly nods and returns to her distant state, watching Maggie stir in and out occassionally:::
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Jan 11, 2005 9:50 pm
*Maggie shifts fretfully in her sleep, dreaming. Every now and again she'll say something, sometimes clearly, but usually not*
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