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WHAT what you want
WHERE where you want
WHEN Day ""135""

[The rain has cleared, but it appears to have left some people with a case of the sniffles! The magic sniffles. Even if you've never been sick a day in your life, you might not find yourself immune. Then again, maybe you have a terrible immune system and you're fine. I'm not the magic sniffles police.

Symptoms May Include:

- runny nose
- sore throat
- fever
- thinking you're going to cough or sneeze but actually what comes out is A BURST OF THE TRUTH
- waking up in someone else's bed
- joint aches

At least the sketchy pop-up pharmacy at the mall has a special on tissues and nyquil?]

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[shaking his head]

I mean, if you aren't comfortable with it.

Edited 2018-06-17 02:59 (UTC)

IT'S GAMORA!

CORONA!

I had cybernetics implanted specifically to prevent this sort of problem. Why aren't they working now?

GAMORA!!

KOREAN!!

GAMORA!!

[♥AHCHU♥ and sways on her feet a little]

... yes. That's a good idea.

[ughhhhh sniffle]

I haven't been sick like this since I was a child. Groot had a fever scare when he was a toddler, though.

GLAMORA!!

Are you also a researcher, like your sister?

[WORDLESS SCREAM OF RAGE

♥AHCHU♥]

Don't spread yer germs to me!

There's a wizard here, maybe he can help?

I’m not sure I’m uncomfortable. Exactly.

Let’s... let’s do that. Maybe we can get some tea...

Edited 2018-06-17 04:05 (UTC)

I could go for some, I think? Help me wake up...

[ a pause ]

I drank some of your booze. Hope you don't mind.

Surely you have an opinion on it?

[he laughs at that, light]

Hardly. She would tell me I'm not thorough or inquisitive enough. I'm a politician, at best.

[he has to laugh at that, honestly, affectionate. he sits back down next to her, drawing an arm around her shoulders and just pulling her against him, comforting.]

And your name?

T'Challa.

[there's a sense of pride when he offers it. he is the son of his parents, after all.]

[ it tilts its head, clacking its beak a bit.

Shura shifts a little to look over her shoulder at Troy, unfocused and like ??? ]

[ it stands, arching its back and clacking its beak, like trying to be threatening,

except Shura just swats at it and mumbles ]

shut uuuuup

You big baby.

[but yes okay. sitting on the edge of the couch and draping an arm over him]

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