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Maverick heard the voice of his older brother, and opened his eyes for a moment, before he closed them again. He shivered, then relaxed as the heat came again. He was paler than usual, his limbs trembling, and his skin like ice in his arms and legs, and unhealthily warm nearer to the core of his being. He was - in a nutshell - sick. And there was something against his side that Rai would fail to notice until it had taken residence quite unexpectedly, in his bag, where there resided another. He was quick enough and quiet enough to open the bag and climb in without being noticed. And daddy was too sick to tell him 'no' in any way shape or form.

Once inside the bag, he found himself nose-to-nose with another that looked... well, he couldn't tell HOW she looked. Only that SHE was indeed female, because she smelled as such. He grinned, and put his paws up to hers. They matched. Then, he pointed up at the opening of the bag, and shared a language with her that only twins knew.
=Climb out. I want to go home with your father.=
The assent seemed unquestionable. And neither of the Arrikanez men had heard a word of their secret language of nose-wiggles, and understanding.

Maverick's heart was in little better shape than he himself was. It struggled along with an inconstant and weak beat that would be a source of extreme concern. However, Reever knew that Maverick was in good hands - and wanted to explore these hands himself. And the house these hands practiced in. He leaned up to enjoy the stroking of his ears and hair, keeping quiet otherwise, as he somehow knew his sister was wont to do. It was - at this point - highly unlikely that anyone would be able to tell them apart without removing a substantial portion of their clothing.

Comfortable. Maverick was strangely fond of having something nestled against his side. His eyes closed as the fever-reducer took effect. His arm slid down, and rested against the bunny girl's back. He sighed, and nuzzled up against his brother's chest before he drew back.

"Thanks...Rai..." he said quietly, before he went pretty much limp, bunnygirl trapped against his side with a loving hand.

Reever, meanwhile, had been sampling things in the bag, nibbling on instruments and munching on the gloves - trying to be as discreet as possible. It was interesting to him, seeing all the new textures and tastes. And the caresses of the head weren't bad either.

Maverick DID actually wake, and turned to curl the bunnygirl in his arms. His eyes fell on her in a loving and caring way, arm reaching out to ruffle her hair. Of course, he didn't know he had a FEMALE bunny in his laps. She and Reever looked too much alike for him to tell.

"How are you, kiddo? Sorry about that - I don't like having to hide you..."

Meanwhile, Reever grinned up at Rai, and nodded, ear twitching a bit. He liked to stretch his feet just as much as his sister, and proceeded to take off in a lightning-fast hop, too fast for Rai to react to. He kicked over the garbage can on his way to the back of the office, used one of Rai's briefcases as a stepstool to kick out the window - which crashed to the ground in many shattered splinters. He darted out of the window - the balcony - and down the building's outside, grinning and giggling.

Maverick looked a bit confused as to why his son shied away from his skeletal arm... but nonetheless, he stroked his hair quietly, as he tried to keep awake. The drugs were making him sleepy, and he was about to drift off. A smile was given to the little boy, as he stroked the hair one last time before curling up.

"Sleep... with me... if you want, Reever..." he murmured, drifting off.

Reever, meanwhile, was having quite a blast. He darted back into the open window of a co-worker, Doctor Grizzham. He smacked the desk with a large paw, and darted under the desk before Rai could see where he went.

Erik and Evel occupied the room into which Amber had hopped. THEY very well knew who she was, and who she belonged. Erik was sitting on the edge of the bed, arms crossed over one another in his lap. He eyed the rabbit girl, and stood, shakily, moving over to the corner. Kneeling, he extended his hand out to the girl, and smiled. Completely blind, it was a little odd to look at him like that. Especially with a gigantic scar across his chest. Evel shared the same. They were twins in that, too.

"Look what we have here, brother. A little lost bunny, perhaps? On the run from a cook, cute one?"

He reached forward to pick her up - but probably shouldn't have. Evel was stronger and more healed than he was at the moment. So he set her down on one of the chairs, shortly after.

Reever noted that his pursuer was no longer following, and decided that exploring his surroundings might be a good idea. He started with the interesting envelops. Nothing really good inside them - though he opened all of them to check. Then, he moved onto a nice-looking cabinet. He pulled that down, and started looking over the figures inside. Then, he moved on to the super-nice medical equipment, tasting and such.

Erik nodded quietly, and reached out to put his hand on the bunnygirl's head. He drew away quickly, and blinked.

"Evel, our little friend is HUNGRY. Doesn't Rai feed her anything?"

He smiled, and reached into his wallet - which was on the bedside table. Handed it to his brother.

"Give her a twenty, and help her pick something nice?"

Dragon scratched his chin, contemplating a very real problem from very real idiots. He sighed.

"I suppose we can test by... well... going through the one man's mouth to the other's genitals. But that would require surgery - moreso than the one we're already going to have to preform..."

He paused, and chuckled. "It reminds me of when Raizen bandaged that one teen's head to the other's a**. Remember that? Not quite as serious a case, but st-.... Grizz, there's a rabbit under your desk."