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[While it sucked to sit in his room, useless and feeling worse by the hour, he wasn't an idiot. He was feeling worse by the hour. It was obvious that if he tagged along on some creepy sadist's idea of a quest, it would only hinder the effort.
By the time he felt shitty enough to haul himself to Medbay, though, a problem he hadn't thought of presented itself: rabbits require delicate handling. He might be fine with falling into walls and doors (and floors), but Lodewijk might not live through the same.
So it's a weary, feverish, blue-tinged Netherlands who appears on the screen.]
I need someone who ain't sick to carry Lode - my rabbit. Down to Medbay.
[With that the view whirls around to show a small, sleeping rabbit curled up at the foot of the bed, and then the feed cuts off, replaced by text.]
Use text. Hearing is fucked up
[To Russia, Asato, Heather Mason, Strider, Chell, Josias St. John, Mattie Ross, Legolas:]
Sick. Yes or no
By the time he felt shitty enough to haul himself to Medbay, though, a problem he hadn't thought of presented itself: rabbits require delicate handling. He might be fine with falling into walls and doors (and floors), but Lodewijk might not live through the same.
So it's a weary, feverish, blue-tinged Netherlands who appears on the screen.]
I need someone who ain't sick to carry Lode - my rabbit. Down to Medbay.
[With that the view whirls around to show a small, sleeping rabbit curled up at the foot of the bed, and then the feed cuts off, replaced by text.]
Use text. Hearing is fucked up
[To Russia, Asato, Heather Mason, Strider, Chell, Josias St. John, Mattie Ross, Legolas:]
Sick. Yes or no

S;DLKGJA AHAHAHA I mean, video.
that thud was him tumbling out of the bed and down a meter or so onto his own device. Face-first.
Predictably, the next sounds are of him hacking up bile across the floor, but don't think he doesn't hear that cough. As soon as he can speak - okay he has to work for the words but whatever.]
You're a cuntlicker, y'know that...
[...that sounds worse in Dutch than it does in English. He goes for round two, accent included.]
Cancer-licker.
audio;
Drama queen.
video;
I hope you die of cholera is spat out from habit, between coughs. There is zero desire for her to die of Cholera, from his end, but he'll still throw it into her face.]
No.
audio;
I hope the syphilis goes to your brain and you die thinking you're Napoleon.
video;
Nap-
Okay, he's offended.]
I'm not - Napoleon was French.
[He says French like it's the worst disease someone could possibly contract.]
audio;
That's the point.
video;
I'd rather - [His snarl gets stuck in his throat, not (entirely) because he feels awful, but because he's throwing such a huge mental hissy fit he's choking on it.
Instead of finishing he just smacks his palm down and shuts the video off.]
text because she does not know when to quit ever
don't fucking die
video; she's gonna give him a stroke at this rate
By the time he smacks it to answer - video again, huh, have fun looking at the ceiling - he's
No he's still pissed, cleaning didn't help.]
I'm in Medbay.
[Unlike someone(s).]
text; trust me he doesn't want to have to look at her disguise which is makeup she stole from Kitten
Now quit throwing yourself around the room and fucking rest.
video; he might have tips, how sad
[THROWS HIS DEVICE AGAINST THE WALL.]
Not.
[Holy motherfucking hell does he ever want to smoke. More than he wants to feel well, even. Mentally, he is clawing at his face. So naturally she gets the brunt of it.]
What the hell are you doin'.
text; maybe later he can show her how to do her eyes
[yes, she said it. but she's totally prepared to plead fever-induced delirium later if necessary]
got any better ideas?
video, abruptly switched to audio.
Dyin' - we're all gonna -
Jeanne d'Arc was better.
[...partially, he thinks she might like this topic of conversation. But only half.]
audio;
[pause, but as if she's gonna be content to leave it at that.]
Never had you pegged for the quitting type.
failtastic video
OFF
THE
SCREEN
He can't think of something that is simultaneously less French and not English. Too bad there's not a good way to fuck over both of them.]
France sucks.
[This is not the best time to attempt intelligent arguments. Like he cares.]
audio;
[pause for a wet-sounding inhale as she tries to catch her breath]
I think we might be on the same side, there.
still terrible cieling video
[There is no fighting, she's wrong and that is that. "Kid" is just there to rub it in and make things nice and official from his end.]
video; guess he wins this round (shame he's not looking)
[closeup of a dark iris in blue-tinged sclera, an open mouth with an inky inside. 'scuse the 70's shade of lipstick.]
Not as sick as you. Still upright.
that video made him nauseous
[That video only makes it worse. His carefully paced breathing speeds up, and the video feed gets slammed into his chest. No.]
victory!
[and she totally is, even if she doesn't sound it.]
'm just not ready to give up yet.
aragorn will feed him sugarsquares it will be wunderbar
[...that's all she gets before he falls over again, and this time the video goes out with him.]