have i mentioned lately that i'm shameless

[connike]

 THE SICK DAY MEME

RULES
► Post with your character, name and fandom in the header.
► They are now, for some odd reason, sick (headache, fever, runny nose, cough, whatever you want).
► Another character replies and is struck with the sudden urge to take care of them (bringing them soup, extra blankets, Sudafed, sexual healing, what have you).
► Go from there!

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and yet somehow she's more full of issues than dave and rose combined :'D

[conciliates]

[ she blinks down at the contact -- the gentleness of it, more than anything -- lips parting slightly in surprise, before she catches herself and presses them back together. she lets Rose move her hand away, and wills herself back into snark-mode. ]

You may recall I brought a heat-gauge for that exact reason.

it's her naturally competitive nature

[restitchtime]

[luckily for Kanaya, Rose doesn't quite catch that little slip-up. it's kind of hard to read people's facial expressions when you're sick and all.]

And you may recall my opinion on using it.

[conciliates]

My continued efforts of trying to grasp the reason why you're so against checking your own body temperature continue to be met with failure.

[restitchtime]

Then let me help you: because it's none of your business. I already know I'm sick, so there's no point to it.

[conciliates]

Of course you're sick. The question is how sick. And seeing as even you agreed that I am here to help, you might as well allow me to do exactly that.

[restitchtime]

Can't you just be happy with the fact I'm not trying to kick you out and leave it at that? [her voice carries a tone of frustration. she really wishes she was feeling better so she could resist in a more forceful manner]

[conciliates]

Evidently not.

[restitchtime]

[she stares up at the ceiling for a long time, face twisted up in an expression of great distaste. finally:]

If I tell you my fucking temperature, will you lay off?

[conciliates]

[ this obviously pleases her ] Yes.

[restitchtime]

[yeah yeah, revel in it while you can. she tsks and holds out her hand.] All right, all right. Give me the damn thermometer.

[conciliates]

[ she places it back in Rose's hand ] Here you are.

[restitchtime]

[she grumbles a little under her breath and then sticks it in her mouth. after the appropriate time is up she takes it out and reads off the result]

103. There, happy?

[conciliates]

Oh dear, then it appears I was right after all. [ it's less an 'I told you so' and more an expression of concern. it's okay, though. she has read about this on the internet! ] I should get you ice, shouldn't I?

[restitchtime]

No, it's fine. As long as I keep hydrated it'll go away on its own. [she flaps the hand with the thermometer in it at her in an attempt to keep the fussing to a minimum]

[conciliates]

[ she knows Rose doesn't want her to fuss, but she can't help it, okay :( ] I have soup. If you want some.

[restitchtime]

[so very not ok] I'm not hungry.

[conciliates]

Right. [ she looks the slightest bit disheartened, but pulls it out of her sylladex anyway, placing the soup-filled thermos on Rose's nightstand. ] Well, I'll leave it here, in case you change your mind. I made it accordingly with one of your Earth soup recipes, just in case there's something about troll soup that would offend your human palate.

[restitchtime]

Somehow I've got a feeling that was a good idea. [she's talked enough with the trolls of her world to know that it would probably have baby toes in or or something. god.] What kind is it?

[conciliates]

Vegetable soup. [ a beat ] Is that okay?

[restitchtime]

[the flattest look combined with the driest tone ever] No, that's far beyond ok. I'm deathly allergic to any and all vegetables, what the fuck were you thinking?

[conciliates]

You know what, I'm just going to do that thing that you do sometimes and say--

... Actually, ellipses don't translate that well into speech. So I'm just going to look sullen and not say anything, and you will know that was the intended verbal equivalent of ellipses.

[ she promptly crosses her arms over her chest, looking sullen, and doesn't say anything. >:T ]

[restitchtime]

Don't forget to stomp your feet around. It's not a sulky tantrum without that key factor. [she ain't even mad, girl]

[conciliates]

[ she sighs and rolls her eyes, hands dropping to her hips ] Well, eat it or don't. It doesn't really matter, I guess.

[ now, what else can she fuss about... oh yeah, she hasn't got the humidifier working! let's do that!! ]

[restitchtime]

[watching her go about it with mild interest. she sort of wonders if she'll start tidying up the room after running out of things to do sick-wise]

You might have to unplug something to get that going. There aren't too many sockets around here.

[conciliates]

[ that depends, Rose, how many puppets, swords and other manners of junk do you have strewn about your room?

for now, though, Kanaya's hand hovers over the few plugged-in cords. ] Which one would be okay to unplug?