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 Posted: Tue Oct 16, 2007 12:57 pm
Fenris wandered off towards the kitchen, huddled up in a blanket as usual. She was hungry. She needed food. Sephiroth was slacking off by not sending her food. So she must venture to receive her own goods.
With a yawn, she reached the kitchen, opened the refrigerator door. The cold radiating from it did not help her at all as she shivered. She closed the door and simple nabbed a muffin from a basket of goodies on the table. She sat down and started picking away at it hungrily.
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Posted: Tue Oct 16, 2007 1:20 pm
Ally walked around the room for a while then saw the headband and oufit and everything. She couldn't get what Motoko said out of her mind.
"Should I ask Neko? Or would he get upset with me?" She sighed and walked around the room again pacing back and forth then finally left to the porch area. She knew she couldn't leave past that or she had a likely chance of getting killed. She burried her head in her hands thinking to herself .
~why? why doesn't she hate me........ did neko tell her what i said?~
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Posted: Tue Oct 16, 2007 2:24 pm
Reeve wakes stiffly on the porch, yawning quietly as he carefull extracts himself from Iri's grasp, so as not to wake her. He unpins his cloak and leaves it wrapped around her for warmth and comfort. After that, he heads to the kitchen, seeking to break fast.
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Posted: Tue Oct 16, 2007 3:37 pm
By the point, Fenris had passed out with half a muffin in hand at the kitchen table. Her hair was a mess, she was pale, and cold to the bone. She looked worse that Yesterday, that was for sure. Some of her hairs were even going gray, and it was quite noticeable.
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Posted: Tue Oct 16, 2007 3:38 pm
Reeve taps Fen lightly on the shoulder.
"Hey there..."
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Posted: Tue Oct 16, 2007 4:06 pm
(( * Had left for food because it said you were offline...* ))
Fenris sharply inhales as she is tapped and seems to cringe. She opens her eyes tiredly and sits up, looking at Reeve. It took her a long moment to register him before she looked down. Even just by poking her, he would have felt have cold her skin was. "Reeve... do you... need something...?"
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Posted: Tue Oct 16, 2007 4:12 pm
Reeve looks at the tip of his finger, then back to Fenris.
" You don't need to be sleepin' in the kitchen...you look like hell, Fen."
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Posted: Tue Oct 16, 2007 4:17 pm
"I didn't think that you would care so much, Reeve." She said nonchalantly, looking away. She wasn't in the mood to see or talk to him. Looking at him made her feel sick.
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Posted: Tue Oct 16, 2007 4:21 pm
"...So, based on your assumption, I should let you decay right in front of me whilst I'm cooking breakfast?"
With that, he turns around to put a pot of tea on.
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Posted: Tue Oct 16, 2007 4:29 pm
Fenris growled a bit, then laid her head down in her arms carefully, closing her eyes. She was exhausted. Her condition was worsening, and she felt like she was about to throw up. "Reeve... would you... mind making me something? I'm too weak..."
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Posted: Tue Oct 16, 2007 4:36 pm
Somewhere between sympathy and honest affection, Reeve agrees, speaking softly.
" Yeah...that's why I had the kettle on. Whatcha want?"
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Posted: Tue Oct 16, 2007 4:37 pm
"Something to settle my stomach..." She hid her face and bit her lip as her throat became unnaturally warm suddenly. It made her want to gag.
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Posted: Tue Oct 16, 2007 4:40 pm
Reeve nods in agreement and starts making a soothing tea for her. In a few minutes, he pours her a cup.
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Posted: Tue Oct 16, 2007 4:54 pm
By that time Fenris had bolted out the door, gone onto hand and knees, and thrown up. Did that hurt? Yes! And now all she could do was stay there, as if stuck, while panting heavily.
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Posted: Tue Oct 16, 2007 4:56 pm
Reeve sighs, holding a damp towel in his hands as he approaches her from the door.
"Ohohohohoh....charming."
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