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 Posted: Tue Mar 28, 2006 5:19 am
TableTopWatch [[@Zay: I'm not sure. owo; Doesn't her sig say she doesn't have internet anytime except over the weekends? Maybe she had to go because of that. n.n]] ((well that sucks, i guess i'll just wait and see))
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Posted: Tue Mar 28, 2006 3:44 pm
[[ 
x3 heart
Happy birthday! ]]
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Posted: Tue Mar 28, 2006 7:28 pm
((@Tato: ZOMG, thank you!!! heart You really didn't have to. surprised whee ))
"Sure... Just put it back in the pot so I can put it all away together.... I suppose I can reheat it later, when you get hungry..." He looked over at Haro, concern expressed in his features. "Are you okay...?" he asked. "You - umm - you don't need to smile for me if you don't want to... I just didn't want to see you unhappy... Sorry..." he said softly.
Keiji shrugged, looking away. "I was just... curious, I guess... I don't like being in the unknown... I like finding things out... I suppose you could say that curiousity has not yet killed this cat..." He grinned at the other, mimmicking him by steepling his own fingers.
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Posted: Tue Mar 28, 2006 7:35 pm
He laughed again, running a hand once again, habitually, through his hair, then looking up and smiling as the waiter brought about their drinks. the waiter showed the older man the bottle, and, once a nod was given, he filled a glass and offered it, then put the glass of water on the table in front of Keiji.
"There ya go, boys. So. What can I get you gentlemen?"
Immidiately, Johann offered the waiter a small smile, seeming to consider before ordering his Fettucini, then looking to the boy expectantly.
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Posted: Thu Mar 30, 2006 12:58 pm
[[Oh, but I had to. x3 You're very wlecome. n.n]]
Glancing towards the stove at Shin's request, the younger teen nodded, mostly to himself, before turning golden eyes back to the dark haired male. His own expression quite blank as Shin continued, Haro's gaze wavered as he once more looked back at the stove; even so, he really was trying to comprehend what Shin was explaining...
Haro frowned subtley, brows furrowed just slightly as he made sure to keep the now chill bowl in his hands. "I'm fine," he habitually answered, much too quickly to actually think if he was or not, eyes fluttering towards the bowl in his hands as he adjusted his grip.
Wei had asked that same question so many times over. If someone asked Haro what was the most frequently question he was asked it would have to be just that.
'Are you okay?'
Of course he wasn't. Why would anyone notice a slight change for the worse if nothing was wrong? But Wei wouldn't have even cared if he said no. It was just a habit, he assumed, that humans picked up somewhere in their life.
...But Shin had asked him, not Wei.
"It's fine," he murmured, lips twitching into a small, nearly wistful smile. "I don't mind," he added, trying to reassure the other before turning to replace the miso to its home.
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Posted: Thu Mar 30, 2006 7:22 pm
Keiji placed his order with the waiter and then sipped his water a few times, feeling the cool liquid slide down his throat. "Ummm..." he said somewhat nervously, searching for something to say. "Do you... uh... live around the city...?" It seemed to be becomming rather akward to talk to the other when he was always the one to start the conversation, but it was still better than silence, when Johann stared at him and made him feel nervous.
Shin smiled, still not sure. "Ah... I suppose I'm overly cautious, huh? We've always had a lot of health problems in my family, so we always check in with each other a lot... I guess it shows that we care, or at least that we're aware of health issues in the family..."
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Posted: Fri Mar 31, 2006 2:15 pm
Lifting the large lid covering the untouched miso, Haro carefully poured his back in with a slight grimace. Replacing the lid with a metallic clang, the near seventeen year old turned his now hazy attention to Shin, eyes lightly unfocused as he responded.
"I'll make sure to tell you if if...anything's wrong," he murmured with a faint smile. He'd like to think he would, but there was really no guarantee...and apparently Shin might think the same thing, so as to assure the older teen Haro leaned forward, fingers scratching at white and black ears lightly. "I promise."
Taking a few steps backwards once more, the boy glanced at the stairs while idley picking at downy feathers. "I'm going to...go...find...my-" Haro's voice trailing off to a deadened tone as he left the kitchen. Once he reached the stairs, making sure he was out of view, Haro put a hand to his head, wincing with a low hiss, fingers rubbing sharply at the side of his forehead. It hurt.
Keeping his hand pressed against his temple, the bright haired male took a few steps before pausing. What was he looking for? Staring wide eyed at the carpet beneath him, the teen felt a twinge of panic burning in his stomach, he couldn't remember. What was he looking for?
The familiar surge that started in his stomach increased slightly, the feeling causing golden eyes to whisk down to his bare-- his shirt. The knot receding, fingers relaxing, Haro left out a miserable sigh, his shirt, of course. He...truly wondered what was so nice about this human-like form.
[[No worries he just has a headache, he's so dumb. :D]]
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Posted: Fri Mar 31, 2006 3:15 pm
((He's so cute. whee ))
He purred slightly as Haro scratched his ears and then caught himself, a slight blush rising to his face. "Okay, then." He set about then clearing the table and washing and drying the dishes. He put the soup away in a large container and washed the pot and lid, as well, deciding it would be better to put the miso in the fridge in case they didn't eat it for a while. He then stretched a bit, releiving his slightly aching muscles. He exited the kitchen and found Haro on the stairs. "Do you need anything?" he asked politely, smiling.
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Posted: Fri Mar 31, 2006 3:31 pm
Hand still rubbing the side of his head, Haro turned around slowly not wanting to fall. Staring at Shin with pathetically disoriented eyes, the teen shook his head hesitantly.
"I- no," he muttered, letting his hand drop. "I...was just going to get...my shirt," he added in a faint tone.
"Do you need anything?" He asked Shin with a tiny smile, he assumed the question was just to make sure everything was okay as the darker haired male was explaining earlier.
[his hair...it takes me so long to color. ;^;
his wings aren't that small, I'm just lazy.]
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Posted: Fri Mar 31, 2006 3:39 pm
((xD I understand completely. *can't draw wings worth crap*))
Shin looked at Haro, a quizical expression on his face. He reached forward and touched a hand to Haro's flushed cheeks and then to his forehead, which was too pale to be healthy. "You're burning up..." he said softly, frowning. "You need to tell me when you don't feel good, okay? Here... let's have you go lie down, alright?"
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Posted: Fri Mar 31, 2006 3:46 pm
"You're burning up..."
He was...burning...?
Haro nearly panicked, eyes darting all around him for the source of such heat. There was no fire...? He didn't feel hot, quite the opposite actually, which was why he wanted to find his shirt.
It must be a human expression, he finally mused with a frown, cheeks flushing as he averted his golden flecked gaze.
"N-nm, I..."
He didn't know what it felt like to be sick.
"I didn't know...I was...burning," he mumbled, hoping with a unsettling feeling that he'd gotten the expression right.
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Posted: Fri Mar 31, 2006 3:48 pm
"Sorry... it means... that you have a fever... At first, you'll feel cold, but your skin feels hot to others... There's biology to it, but I won't explain it now... I suppose you'll understand... maybe tomorrow or in a few hours, depending on how soon the fever passes, but then the fever will break and you'll begin to feel hot... Here... you're not walking up the stairs like that... you might throw up from exertion." He bent over slightly and then picked Haro up, immune to any protests he might make.
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Posted: Fri Mar 31, 2006 3:55 pm
Exertion?
He needed to find one of those big books that had all the words in them. His owner seemed to use that book quite often and then talk to himself until he learned what it meant, Haro wasn't quite sure why though.
Whatever it was it didn't sound very nice.
...and he knew what throwing up was and that wasn't nice at all.
Fumbling over what a fever was, Haro barely started to register that he was quickly losing his footing, due to Shin. Wings instictually tensing at contact, Haro stared up at blue eyes, confusion apparent.
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Posted: Fri Mar 31, 2006 4:06 pm
He carried Haro up the stairs and set him down on the guest bed. "I'll go get you some extra blankets and a washcloth with a bowl of cool water with lavender... Plus some medicine. Don't worry; a fever isn't a big deal. It's just a bit of a pain..." He went out and then came back with said things. "Here you are..." he said, laying the blankets down on the bed.
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Posted: Fri Mar 31, 2006 4:13 pm
Haro blinked rapidly at all the articles, which would apparently make him feel better, before him.
He wasn't horrifically worried, but if a fever wasn't a big deal why did Shin have to go to such great lengths to make sure he would be okay? He didn't think this was necessary, besides he was cold...and his head hurt, but other than that he would say he was fine.
Adjusting his position slightly to a more comfortable one, the teen gave the other a weak smile. "Uhm...thanks."
[[I have to eat dinner real quick, be back...in a half hour or less? xD
[/edit] I'm back, but am going to go watch a movie, tata for the night!]]
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