Entry Thirty -Three [voice]

[dreamermoa]

Mommy....? urggh Mom, I...kinda feel...horrible...

Hawkeye, I think I'm sick again...

[pained whimper and the recording cuts.]

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BAWWWWWWWW SOREN

[dreamermoa.livejournal.com]

o-okay....

And Soren Shall hurt her should she ever spread this around. XD

[stoic-air.livejournal.com]

I am on my way.

(ooc: Log, comment-log or just say he came and tended to her?)

Moa: my hero <333

[dreamermoa.livejournal.com]

[ooc: log r good for me o/]

Soren: Idoit. e_e

[stoic-air.livejournal.com]

[Okay! Next question... Who starts?]

Moa: <3333333333

[dreamermoa.livejournal.com]

[meeeee o/]

[Moa is sitting miserably just outside the door to inventory, waiting for Soren to come. She's clutching her trademark blanket around her shoulders and sniffling.]

Soren: *Eyes the '<3' with a look of sheer fear*

[stoic-air.livejournal.com]

[OKAY! 8D &hearts ]

*The Wind Sage went as fast as he could to leave his apartment before heading out. Soon, Moa can hear the sound of his sandels hitting the floor.*

Moa: *FEAR THE CUTE*

[dreamermoa.livejournal.com]

[looks up.]

Soren?

[gets up slooooooowly.]

I feel awful....

Soren: *Fears it alright.*

[stoic-air.livejournal.com]

*Continues to move towards her and narrows those red eyes of his.* Should you be in a bed?

*Moves a bit more quickly towards her, almost glaring at her.* You are sick and you don't even think about staying in bed?! You need to be in a bed!

*Goes to hold out his arms against his better judgement.*

DJSFAJ SOREN YOU SO TOTALLY LIKE MOA

[dreamermoa.livejournal.com]

[sniffles a little and wobbles into his arms. That's what he meant, right? ♥ hugtimes?]

Soren: OBJECTION! She is sick and is not in a bed!

[stoic-air.livejournal.com]

*Blinks as she wobbles into his arms. He goes to hold her a little to himself for a moment, tensing a little before moving one of his arms to try and pick her up with.*

oooh beds huh ;)

[dreamermoa.livejournal.com]

[lets him - she's pretty light, and not up for fighting at the moment. Besides, cute guy picking her up = fine by her.]

..sorry....

Soren: ..... NOT LIKE THAT!

[stoic-air.livejournal.com]

*Goes to carry her to the nearest empty room and goes to look around for a bed to put Moa in.*

You should actually try thinking for yourself, you buffoon.

*SNICKER*

[dreamermoa.livejournal.com]

[There's a sort of makeshift bed laid out in the corner - just a lot of blankets and soft things piled up into a sort of nest.]

thinking's hard....

Soren: *Glares.*

[stoic-air.livejournal.com]

*Carries her to the makeshift bed and goes to carefully set her down.* Stay put and rest.

...

No wonder you are so idoitic.

<33333333

[dreamermoa.livejournal.com]

[she sniffles and curls up.

I feel awful.....

Soren: *Remains glaring.*

[stoic-air.livejournal.com]

*Stands up after she curls up.* Will you be able to eat anything?