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

[forged_anew]

[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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[Voice]

[loyal-inferno.livejournal.com]

Zuko?! Are you alright?

[mumbled] Stupid question...

[Voice]

[forged_anew]

Jackie...?

[grooooaan]

Been better.

[Voice]

[loyal-inferno.livejournal.com]

What's wrong? You sound horrible...no offense...

[Voice]

[forged_anew]

[Another groan. No offense taken.]

Chip... removal.

[Voice]

[loyal-inferno.livejournal.com]

Oh! Well, uh...I want to say congratulations, but you hardly seem in a state to be congratulated...

Did...something go wrong...?

[Voice]

[forged_anew]

Thanks.

No, it's fi-- [He cuts off, coughing for a few seconds before being able to continue]] It's fine. I'll be better... tomorrow.

[Voice]

[loyal-inferno.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry, I shouldn't be keeping you when you're ill.

Give me a call tomorrow, alright? If you're feeling up to it.

And if there's anything I can do, just let me know...

[Voice]

[forged_anew]

'Kay.

No need. Sokka and... Uncle are here.

[Voice]

[loyal-inferno.livejournal.com]

Alright then, just get some rest. I really hope you feel better soon.

[Voice] - repetitive icons ftw!

[forged_anew]

Thanks.