[0007]: Did You Guess Sharks? [accidental audio/backdated to the 14th]

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[The feed catches a rather loud, half-end of a sneeze. A whole sneeze. Then another.

Followed by that, that somewhat awkward, definitely gross sound of someone blowing their nose.

...yup. Someone's got a cold.]

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[ and there stands a young boy in a cap. he turns when he sees her enter, and he'll assume- ]

Ma'am?

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[Chell blinks, then nods.] Gyew are...? [Hello nasal drip]

[soundstoned.livejournal.com]

Heheh- I'm Ness. Nice to meet you ma'am.

Let me take care of that- I just need to touch your forehead.

[ so Ness steps closer and holds out his hand. he was half-way right, he's not touching her directly- just hovering his hand by her forehead as he stands on his tip-toes. a white light glows from his hand and she should sloooowly feel her cold being almost sucked out of her. Ness' face scrunches up a bit as he wonders why it's taking so much longer than usual. ]

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[Ah, she has seen this before. Slowly, she crouches in front of Ness, not that there's a terrible height difference between them.

She isn't entirely sure what to expect. Gradually, though, it's as if the cotton that's settled in her head is being cleared, drawn out. It's kind of a strange sensation to say the least.]

[soundstoned.livejournal.com]

...--phew! That took a lot out of me for some reason... how you feeling?

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[Surprisingly!] Clear.

[Her nose seems a little stuffed, but her head is clear, her throat isn't sore!] Thank you. [A tiny smile.]

[soundstoned.livejournal.com]

No problem, ma'am!

[ though he looks a little sleepy. ]

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[She sometimes picks up on these things and blinks.] Are you all right?

[soundstoned.livejournal.com]

I'm a little sleepy for some reas-aaaawn...

[ he's interrupted by a big ol' yawn. ]