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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...Zuko?

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Are you alright?

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[Hurk, gasp, cough, hack-- yeah, that doesn't sound pleasant.]

Hey, Sokka...

Uh, n-not really, but... it'll pass...

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Do you...need any help?

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N-no. Too dangerous...

Can't control my [groan] Firebending.

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Zuko, being sick isn't good and being alone while your sick is even worse.

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'S okay...

Uncle will be here s-soon.

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But I can't just...

Dammit...I feel useless...

I'm coming to help Zuko. There's got to be something...

Commentlog? (Er, since I was assuming Sokka's gonna ignore his pathetic complaints. lol)

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Wait! I don't--

[He cuts off with a gasp, aaand then you just get a minute or so of groaning and retching. Sorry, Sokka.]

Y-you could... [gasp, moan] ...g-get hurt...

[Comment log \o/] (Yes, your weak complaints shall be ignored! XDl)

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I don't care. I couldn't call myself your friend if I didn't do everything I could to help you.

[With that, he's off running to go find the warehouse Zuko's in, with a bucket of (cold) water and a couple other things he figured sick people needed.

Finally he finds it, and walks in setting his stuff down nearby.]

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[Zuko's huddled in the far corner of the warehouse, curled up in several blankets with a bucket next to him. He looks up with half-lidded eyes as Sokka walks in and does his best to give the Water Tribe boy a disapproving frown.]

I told you... not to come.

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[Sokka sighs and rolls his eyes. Walking a little closer to Zuko's corner.]

And I told you I was coming anyway.

[He frowns at Zuko's state of health.]

Man, you don't look good at all

[Commentlog] - Haha, Zuzu's paranoid, but he's actually too weak to Firebend atm so you're safe ^^;

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[Zuko glares blearily up at him, wrapping the blanket tighter around his shivering body]

Fine. Just... careful.

[Commentlog] Hahaha at least Sokka won't be toast? /punches html

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[Sokka grins weakly.]

Don't worry, I will be.

[He's quiet for a moment.]

Hey, do you need anything?

[Commentlog] As long as he doesn't stick around too much tomorrow XD;

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[groooaaan]

Can it be tomorrow now?

[Coughing weakly, he huddles further into the blankets and leans sideways into the wall next to him, pressing his forehead to the cold stone. Dammit, how could he feel freezing and burning at the same time? Being sick SUCKED.]

[Commentlog] /brb FRYING Sokka...and mispelling his name 8|

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[Shaking his head, he ripped up some cloth he had, and dunked it in the water. He was really glad it was cold. It would help bring down his fever.

He hands the cloths to Zuko.]

Put them on your forehead and on the back of your neck. It'll be cold, but it will help your fever go down.

[Commentlog] LOL what? ^^; Aaand you get more of the same few icons. >.>

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[A trembling hand creeps out of the mass of blankets to take the proferred cloths and he slaps them over his face with another moan, slumping back against the wall]

Thanks.

[Commentlog] frying sokka? I just need a frying pan big enough...fffffff

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No problem buddy.

[Sokka sat nearby, waiting in case Zuko needed help with anything. He figured he wasn't going to be all that great a help, but at least he was there as moral support...or something.]

[Commentlog] LOL poor Sokka. Meat and sarcasm guy becomes meat? ;D

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[Some time passed and Zuko dozed fitfully, actually rather glad Sokka was around even if he wouldn't voice it. It was good that there were people he could trust even in a screwed-up place like Discedo.

After a long while of half-asleep silence, Zuko blinked his eyes open weakly, looking around for Sokka and groaning softly]

Water.

[Commentlog] exactly XD /fail? what fail?

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[Sokka got up quickly, and hurried over to his pile of stuff, and took out a rather worn cup--he filled it with water, and brought it back over to his sick friend.]

Here you go...

[He held out the cup, and then stopped a second, seeming to realize something.]

Will you be able to hold the cup yourself, or do you need some help?

[Commentlog] AHAHAHA /proceeds to step all over Zuko's dignity

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[Zuko mumbled something incomprehensible--uh, yeah, he might be a tad delusional--reaching, for the cup. And missed. Blinking in confusion as his weak grasp met only air, he tried again, squinting in an attempt to steady his swaying vision.]

S-stop moving it... jerk.

Re: [Commentlog] poor, poor zuko

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[He raised in eyebrow and sighed. Moving the cup up to Zuko's lips so he could actually drink it.]

I wasn't moving it.

[It was incredibly awkward, but Sokka tipped the cup slowly, pouring it into Zuko's mouth.]

Don't choke. Drink it slowly.

[Commentlog] *insert evil mun snicker* BTW, html is not your friend is it? /pat pat

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[Following Sokka's instructions with some more unintelligible mutters that might have had something to do with turtleducks, Zuko drank the water carefully, then fell back into his blankets again with a soft gunt before announcing smugly, as if it was something to be proud of:]

Didn't choke.


[Yeaaaah, he might be delusional after all. Pfft, sorry, Sokka.]