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 Posted: Mon Mar 24, 2008 2:09 pm
*She listened carefully to everything Ben told her about being sick, but she wasn't sure which would help her most. She felt like all those things were happening to her at the same time. She touched her head and felt that it might be a bit warm, but she also felt cold at the same time. She was certainly feeling dizzy, but that could just be from the pain her eye was giving her earlier. She looked confused and unsure of how to answer. She tried to keep her usual hard attitude in tact, but was in need of help clearly.
I, well...all of that? I don't really know. I feel hot, maybe, but also cold. Er, I am dizzy though, that's for sure.
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Posted: Mon Mar 24, 2008 2:15 pm
Ben seems to be thinking about these things and comes up with a basic idea of what might help.
Okay...sometimes, if you are really hot, your body can make you feel cold...I don't know why. If you are dizzy, you should lay down with your feet propped up...I can use a cold rag on you. The important thing is to minimize the heat on your body...you know how you always see feverish children in books wearing a gown and not much else... that actually helps. You can...err...lay on this couch..I will help you if you need me to.
There was something different about Ben, he seemed to be much more attentive than he usually is and his concern seems quite genuine..
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Posted: Mon Mar 24, 2008 2:23 pm
*Synge watched you as she listened to the various things he was saying. She nodded as she did seem to recall seeing children in books the way he described them. Without saying anything she took off her jacket, shoes, and stockings to try and imitate what you were describing the best she could. She looked at the couch, wondering if she would even make it over there, but not wanting to ask for help she stood up anyway and tried to walk.*
I'm sure I can make it there, I'm not that...
*As she spoke she felt a rush of pain from her eye that forced her back to her seat, almost falling on the floor instead. She looked at you in an embarrassed way and finished her sentence.*
...weak...Well, maybe a little help is ok?
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Posted: Mon Mar 24, 2008 2:30 pm
He watches you as you dress down and helps you in whatever way he can. When you are dressed down, he waits for you to get up but then sees you almost fall. He rushes in making sure you don't fall.
Okay...let me help you...
He gently lifts your arms around his neck, pulls you out of the chair and carries you to the sofa. His steps were steady and deliberate and he smelled like august rain. Synge had not noticed that he seemed decently muscular for a young man.
He sits you on the couch and props your feet up with a pillow. At first you are cold but you soon find that the cold becomes a cool and the heat is fading slightly. Laying down certainly relieved the dizziness.
I'll be right back...
He fetched your shoes and clothes and placed them neatly in a pile near the couch. He then went to the kitchen and fetched a cold rag and basin with cool water. Soon, his face came back into your peripheral vision and you feel the cool touch of the water on your face. He did his best not to get your eyepatch wet or disturb it.
After a moments of cool water on your face, you could feel him applying a little around your neck. He then returned to your face and you could feel his fingers moving as he removed your headband. Soon, your forehead was feeling quite cool as he placed some water directly where you headband had been.
Is this okay...are you feeling better?
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Posted: Mon Mar 24, 2008 2:41 pm
*Synge nodded as you say that you'll be helping her over to the couch. She feels embarrassed about being helped like this, but realizes it is better than just sitting in her chair for hours until she is good enough to run up to her room to hide for days. She deliberately doesn't look at you while you carry her across the room. Her skin is warm to the touch, but surprisingly soft for someone who acts so rugged. She felt at ease as she rested in your arms and took your fresh scent. Once on the couch she is glad to realize that it is actually going to help. She was starting to see more clearly and the pain's buzzing was slowly fading into a whisper. She doesn't say anything as you leaves, but watches your every move. She almost expects you to just leave and not come back, but of course you do. While you touch the water to her face she tries to speak but her words are quiet and soft.*
Thanks...
*She meets your eyes for a moment, but quickly looks away in a deliberate way. She feels her headband being removed and gets a little nervous that you might think it best to take her patch off next, but you don't seem to do that and she is put at ease once again.*
Hmm, yeah, I am feeling a bit better now. You are good at this sort of thing.
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Posted: Mon Mar 24, 2008 2:45 pm
As he is doctoring you up he chuckles lightly when you turn away.
Heh...Miss Tough Guy...you don't have to be embarrassed for needing help. You don't have to...you know...be so independent all the time. It's not like I am going to hold helping you over your head.
When he has applied some more water around your face he leans in close and for a minute you feel like he might kiss you as he purses his lips. However, instead he blows air over your face gently, it adds to the cooling.
There you are...and I suggest you change that bandage if you don't do it all the time...but I know how you are so I won't mess with it...
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Posted: Mon Mar 24, 2008 2:51 pm
*Synge doesn't respond to your teasing about helping her, she can't think of anything to say so she opts for silence. As you move closer to her she feels her heart speeding up and as you blow on her face she feels a flash of heat hit her cheeks. She doesn't understand this to be the result of her blushing, and instead simply assumes it is her sickness and therefore ignores it and doesn't try to hide her, in actuality, blushing face. When her patch is mentioned she weakly reaches her hand to it and nods.*
Oh, yeah, I do change it. Thanks.
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Posted: Mon Mar 24, 2008 2:55 pm
He shakes his head and makes another once over with the water. Once he has done this, he folds it end over end and places it in a strip on your head.
Okay then...I won't tell anyone you get sick like everyone else. I am glad you change the bandage, if you don't it will get nasty and cause infections. But right now, you need to sleep it off...
He backs off from you with a slightly discontented look on his face.
(( I GtG 2 soon.))
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Posted: Mon Mar 24, 2008 3:01 pm
*She watches you in a confused way, not really understanding why his attitude seemed to suddenly changed. She feels herself becoming nervous but not understanding why. Mostly she finds that she is upset that you have backed away.*
Er, ok. I mean, I don't care if you tell anyone. It is just that, well, I try to ignore being sick because I can't take care of myself, and there has never been someone who would take care of me...
((Okies, I'll try to wrap this up!))
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Posted: Mon Mar 24, 2008 3:04 pm
He smiles lightly and leans back in to where you can see him.
That's...not fun. I mean...I had a really attentive mom so I learned alot from her...I know you kind of had...well... a problem with that. I really just wanted to show you...well...kindness...you are a normal person at your core. And normal people need help sometimes.
He takes a deep breath and seems to focus very much on what he says next and it is extremely polite and genuine.
Just...don't always push me away..you know..if I want to help you...that's all I am saying...
(( Okay, I have like...one post or two left. ))
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Posted: Mon Mar 24, 2008 3:12 pm
*She seemed a bit surprised at what you were saying, but she doesn't interrupt.*
Yeah, it is a good think one of us learned how to take care of people...
*Your next comment shocks her even more, for a moment she can't come up with the words to say anything at all. She simply stares at you with wonder until she can say something.*
Oh, I...alright, yeah. Sorry...
*She was feeling quite tired now and could tell she was drifting off a bit. Without realizing it at all a small smile formed on her lips.*
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Posted: Mon Mar 24, 2008 3:17 pm
He smirks lightly at your comment
Yeah...hehe...lucky you that my mom was obsessive...
He shakes his head and then continues on.
Nah...don't worry about it...just...I don't know...don't lock everyone out...it sucks...trust me...heh.
He noticed the sleepiness first and then the smile. He gently touched the corner of your mouth where the smile is.
That's better...now get some sleep...I will be in my office if you need me...just ring this bell...oh and your stuff is right here in the floor so no one will see it over there.
He grabbed a bell from the kitchen area and places it on the couch where you can reach it. He then turns and heads to his office.
((That was good! Just sucks that it started so late.))
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Posted: Mon Mar 24, 2008 3:23 pm
*Synge sleepily heard his words and felt the touch at the corner of her mouth. It wasn't until he had left the room that she moved. She brought her hand to where he had touched and felt the smile fading. It was a surreal moment for her as she was on the brink of sleep. She felt better than she had and knew it was all thanks to Ben. She looked at the bell for a moment and soon drifted off to sleep. As she drifted she mumbled something to herself.*
Thank you...
((Yeah! Such is life 3nodding I'll talk to you later, have a good night!))
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Posted: Mon Mar 24, 2008 7:49 pm
(( I am lurking and playing WoW so you might need to post and wait a minute to get my attention. ))
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Posted: Mon Mar 24, 2008 7:51 pm
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