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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[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.]