12 - [voice] Not feeling too well...

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[Labored breathing is the only thing audible for a few moments, and then Zuko's voice, strained and very faint]

U-uncle. Got my chip out...

[There's a long pause and some unpleasant retching noises before his voice comes in again, still labored but determined]

...don't want to hurt anyone. Need to get to the... warehouse. Come pick me up. Please.

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Aww! /feels special ♥

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Oh, you got... yours out too?

I'm [hack] glad. You can see now...right?

Chip sickness bonding!

[roxrkool.livejournal.com]

[quiet a moment]

I don't know. I feel too crappy to notice anything. [moan] I'll know tomorrow... I think

Yes! It's bff bonding while throwing up! \o/

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Heh. I know what you mean.

'Kay. Hope it... works out and all...

lol ffff

[roxrkool.livejournal.com]

[...]

Just don't... freeze to death out there or something, moron. [Sick = not thinking ever]

>.>

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I'm touched [groan] by the sudden concern.

Don't worry. Be back soon. Promise.

[roxrkool.livejournal.com]

Sure... [hurk! groan]