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victory_road2021-12-15 09:39 am
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[The video pops on with a "Li!" and it's clearly a shot of a ceiling somewhere. It was hard to tell right away. The Litten rattles off a few things in Pokémon language, very quickly, attempting to knock the Gear around a bit in the hopes that someone will hear the ruckus and answer.
There was also a concerned sounding Rattata attempting to help. However, the noise did eventually get the attention of the Trainer... a very congested, tired, and rough sounding voice responded.]
Guys... quit it. I'm trying to sleep.
[Keith coughed a few times and then sneezed roughly in the background.]
There was also a concerned sounding Rattata attempting to help. However, the noise did eventually get the attention of the Trainer... a very congested, tired, and rough sounding voice responded.]
Guys... quit it. I'm trying to sleep.
[Keith coughed a few times and then sneezed roughly in the background.]
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[Somehow, she's not surprised. Honestly, it's probably a miracle that only Coran has come down with any disease during their tenure, at least at her timepoint, let alone a harmless one.
Since Shiro take the more immediate care package to Keith, Allura starts on lunch. She's no Hunk by any means, but she likes to think she's slowly gotten a handle on basic human cuisine in her time here, and the party was good practice. So a while after Shiro's done with his round of fussing, Allura gently knocks and comes in with a tray of chicken soup (made with veggie stock and grilled chicken added in, so Shiro can have leftovers with a clean conscience) and a glass of fruit juice.]
Keith...? I've brought lunch if you wish.
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It had been a long time since he'd gotten sick enough to need someone's help, and even long since he had someone close enough to him to actually do it instead of just going to a doctor or the base infirmary. Injuries were a different matter, though having his mom and the other Paladins at the Garrison after Sendak's defeat and the destruction of that weird Altean mech had been pretty helpful in getting him to feel better faster (and to actually let himself rest and heal).]
Mm?
[He shifted, still curled up under that blanket nest with his pillows pulled in under with him, and peeked out just enough to be surprised at her.]
You didn't have to do that...
[Yes... he sounded surprised.]
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[Oh no... seeing Keith curled up like that is... actually kind of amusing. Adorable even? Either way, she gives a soft smile as she walks in, Coressa the white Vulpix at her heels.]
I wanted to. Besides, when was the last time I tried to sit still and do nothing about a situation?
[Never. At least she admits to being a workaholic busybody.]
It isn't much, merely chicken soup and juice. Do you need or want anything else?
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[Her smile warms a little more as she makes her way over to the bed, carefully setting the tray in front of him.]
My pleasure, really. How are you feeling now?
[Here, Coressa will hop onto the bed to offer her services as an ice pack. The rest of Allura's more hyper brood are busy in her room, with Morling playing babysitter. Hello, Litten friend~]
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Better than I was, I think. The meds Shiro gave me helped a lot.
[He still sounded congested and slightly hoarse, but it was a bit of an improvement over how he'd sounded that morning.
His Litten was busy radiating warmth against Keith's back, but flicked his tail in greeting for Coressa. Luna the therapy Meowth had also stayed behind after Shiro had left, and was also pressed against Keith doing her job as a comfort and support for someone not feeling well.]
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[Ah, hello, Luna friend~ She and the Meowth have also developed a rapport as self-designated mother hens. Coressa will just plop down next to them and nuzzle, but not in a way that would make Keith or his Litten too cold.]
Good, I'm glad. Hopefully this will give your body some more energy to fight this off. A "cold," Shiro said?
[And Lance. Loudly. So very loudly.]
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Yeah. Something like that. There are a few things that can give similar symptoms to humans. A 'cold' is one of them.
[Though, honestly, he was feeling more like this was a flu, but he wasn't sure if that was because he wasn't used to the full force of a cold or if it was a legit flu. He gingerly settled in to try the soup, being careful not to spill anything as the three Pokémon settled in comfortably around him for comfort.]
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I see. Hm, I suppose I'll need to do more research myself. I have no idea how this "humanization" has affected my immune system.
[Spoilers: she can catch them too now, although thankfully it's pretty much the same as a normal, healthy young human catching a cold.
Meanwhile, she'll keep an eye on his eating, not just to gauge his appetite, but... well, this is her first time making this recipe more or less from scratch. And Allura's never been one to turn away praise.]
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"Humaniz-" Oh. [Oh. Wait... so that meant-] That's... probably why I got sick... [He frowned.] I haven't had something like this in a long time. I never really got sick that often, but I guess being half-Galra had something to do with that after all.
[Being raised as completely human had left him with some confusion on just what about him might be from which side of his family.
He poked at a piece of chicken with his spoon a few times in thought before scooping it out and eating it, only then noticing that he was being closely watched with an almost expectant look by Allura.]
Thanks. It's good.
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[Her smile warms a bit. (As do her cheeks, but shoosh...)]
G-good. Good, I'm glad. [Seriously, a compliment shouldn't make her that happy.] One more bastion between the kitchen and Shiro, yes?
[Smooooooooth...]
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Yeah. At least he's been behaving here.
[After the memshare event, Keith knew things, but he'd promised not to tell.]
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Exactly.
[See? Totally normal conversation.]
And at least he's capable of making hot drinks without worry.
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Yeah. The one thing he could do without destroying a kitchen. I don't know how he could be such a disaster, really.
[The soup was definitely good, though, and the warm liquid helped to soothe his throat. Part of what had been curbing his appetite so far was how much it hurt to swallow anything. But this helped a lot. As he got near the last few bits reachable with the spoon, he switched over to just drinking it straight from the bowl.]
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Your guess is better than mine; you've known him longer, and it's your cuisine.
[Speaking of which, she's quite pleased seeing him finish off the soup easily.]
Good. Would you like seconds, or are you done for now?
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But, he shook his head a little.]
This is fine for now.
[His appetite still wasn't up to snuff, and he didn't want to push his stomach too hard just in case.]
Thanks, though. I appreciate you making this for me.
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Of course. [She takes the finished tray away from him.] You would do the same for me as well, yes?
[Probably with a lot less blushing on his part, riiiiight?]
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Well, yeah. Of course.
[He smiled a little.
Maybe a bit less blushing... but, for now? In this moment? He was going to blame any color on his cheeks on a fevered flush.
Speaking of, he shifted a little. As comforting as it was right now to have his blanket wrapped close, he was starting to feel pretty warm. He moved so it was less constricting and to get some air.]
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[Good, she takes that as a sign his fever's starting to break a bit.]
I'll let you rest. Don't hesitate to ask us if you need anything more, of course.
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Thanks.