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Post by subtleAssiduities on Aug 4, 2011 23:14:27 GMT -5
Again, she noticed something off about Angelo, and she stared at him in puzzlement. "What's wrong with you?" she growled softly.
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Post by Atticus on Aug 4, 2011 23:18:21 GMT -5
The Umbreon flattened his ears. If he said 'nothing', there was no way EV would believe him. And as much as he hated it, he couldn't really be honest with her, either. ("Chance just said a few things to be that I wish he wouldn't have.") That was only partially a lie. He just prayed she wouldn't ask what.
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Post by subtleAssiduities on Aug 4, 2011 23:23:11 GMT -5
She smirked. "He said something that actually got to you? I thought he was just babbling." She laughed shortly. Though they could not know for sure if the medicine she had given him would have any real affect, it had obviously made her feel better. "Tell me what he said."
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Post by Atticus on Aug 4, 2011 23:28:11 GMT -5
Angelo quickly shook his head. ("I can't. It's ridiculous, anyway. You wouldn't want to hear it,)" he insisted, stepping back from the female quickly until he was pressed up against a wall.
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Post by subtleAssiduities on Aug 4, 2011 23:34:04 GMT -5
She looked at him, narrowing her eyes suspiciously. "What, did he confess his love to you or something?" She turned back to Chance, who was still asleep on the couch. Then she turned back to him.
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Post by Atticus on Aug 4, 2011 23:39:26 GMT -5
You're close, EV. Angelo shook his head desperately. ("No, nothing like that.") His black-and-yellow fur began to bristle in anticipation.
Ellie sighed in her sleep, curling her covers around herself tightly. She was on the verge of waking, but her tired self didn't want to open her eyes.
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Post by subtleAssiduities on Aug 4, 2011 23:47:54 GMT -5
She raised a brow at him, knowing he was lying, but in light of what she had said as a joke, she was not sure if she really wanted to know the answer anymore.
Note's head shot up as Ellie stirred, hoping it was the medicine making her fever go down. He sat silently, waiting in anticipation.
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Post by Atticus on Aug 4, 2011 23:55:02 GMT -5
Ellie sat up, leaning against the wall and rubbing her eyes. "Mm..." she moaned quietly, clearing her throat and stretching her arms. She let out a sigh, her stomach grumbling. She looked to the futon and smiled slightly. "Hey there, Note." She flexed her fingers, letting her stubby nails dig into her palms testily. She felt much stronger. Would her legs work, too? She slid the covers off of herself, her mind to clogged to recall that she wasn't in the best attire to be walking around with when a guy was in the room. She had a long, thin, baggy shirt that was draped over her body, hardly covering below her underwear. She didn't care at all though, she wanted to see if she could walk. She hadn't used her legs in a month.
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Post by subtleAssiduities on Aug 5, 2011 0:27:32 GMT -5
Note stood as she spoke, but upon seeing what she was wearing, his face reddened. He was suddenly torn between wanting to help her and being polite. He looked away, embarrassed. "Ellie..."
Chance raised his head, and EV immediately looked at him. "Viv, I feel funny!" he said, stumbling to his feet.
EV's eyes widened, and she rushed forward, just barely making it under the futon before Chance fell on her back with a grunt. He slid off, giggling. "Woah..."
"Damn it," EV growled, looking down at the intoxicated Eevee as he stumbled about. She picked him up and started out of the room, looking for a place where he was less likely to hurt himself.
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Post by Atticus on Aug 5, 2011 0:32:33 GMT -5
Ellie blinked groggily, snorting as she could see her friend's face redden. "What?" she inquired, putting her hands on her hips before stumbling and sitting down floppily on her bed, not used to standing up or even balancing in general.
Angelo stared at Chance and snorted. He noticed EV staring outside. ("What are you doing?")
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Post by subtleAssiduities on Aug 5, 2011 0:37:13 GMT -5
"Your...." he trailed off, putting his hand in front of his face. "Maybe you should lay b-back down..."
"He's going to hurt himself," EV muttered through Chance's scruff, leaving the room in search for any place she could trust the Eevee's spinning mind, or at least tie him down. Unfortunately, the only other room was the bathroom. Her brow furrowed, but at a loss of what else to do, he put him in the bathtub.
"Where are we going?" Chance cried, looking around with wide, dilated eyes. He tried to get up, put both front paws on the side, and tried to climb, but his paws just slid off, and a very thoughtful look came onto his face as he watched his paws slide again and again and again.
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Post by Atticus on Aug 5, 2011 1:01:53 GMT -5
Ellie shook her head and quickly bounced back on her feet, a little too quickly rather. She had to reach over and grip the bedsheets desperately, trying not to fall. Once she was rather steady, she tried to take her first step towards Note. She would see if she was able to walk to him and back to the bed, just to test her legs. It probably wasn't healthy to go around a whole month without moving. She could feel the results of doing so in her weak, flimsy legs. She had to hold out her arms just to walk in a straight line. She stared at the floor and once she felt comfortable enough, she looked up. But that was a mistake. Not able to see her footing, she gasped as her knees buckled and she began to collapse while standing. Only thing, she was falling towards Note and she couldn't really stop herself...
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Post by subtleAssiduities on Aug 5, 2011 1:07:53 GMT -5
Despite his embarrassment, he ran forward to catch her, and misjudging her distance, ended up below her. He landed with a surprised grunt on the ground, and Ellie was on top of him. He hadn't think his face could get any hotter, but as he felt Ellie's body pressed against his, it did. And to his horror, that was not the only place he felt blood rushing to another part of his body as well...
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Post by Atticus on Aug 5, 2011 1:15:44 GMT -5
Ellie groaned as she hit the ground, though her fall was broken by Note who was now situated under the platinum blond. The girl lay limp on the teen, her body not used to sudden impacts such as falling or tripping. With her eyes shut tight and her head spinning, she lay on him. It wasn't only the fact that her head was now pounding that she refused to open her eyes, but she didn't want to look into Note's. Despite the medicine, she felt too numb to get up... or was it that she just secretly didn't want to? As she went through a conscious list, she felt something poke at her lower end. Her sky-mimicking eyes flashed open and she propped herself tilting upwards with both her hands on either sides of the teen's torso. Her mouth felt dry and her pupils were nothing more than shocked, black dots. She felt the blood rush to her head. Did he have a...?
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Post by subtleAssiduities on Aug 5, 2011 1:22:27 GMT -5
The door suddenly creaked open, and Tunes rushed inside, panting. She closed it, glancing out the window, before she ran into Ellie's room, saying. "I think I found some g..."
She trailed off as she saw the sight before her, of her brother pinned under the sick blond, and her eyes widened, in surprise.
Note stared back at his little sister helplessly, hoping that maybe he was getting sick and she wasn't really there. Please wake up please wake up please wake up...
Tune's eyes suddenly narrowed, and she put her hands on her hips, glaring at Note. "Elija Philip Curtis, what in the name of Arceus do you think you're doing to that poor sick girl!?"
Note wished he could just dissolve through the floor. "E-Emily..."
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