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[before]

[Red's looking a little, ah... green around the gills, so to speak. He looks even more sickly than usual, apparently passed out on a couch in one of the less busy rooms. There are a few crumpled candy wrappers on the floor near him, complete with a half finished chocolate in one of them.]



(ooc: He's just a tad allergic to Valentine's chocolate.)

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[dawnrise]

[she's been avoiding people and candy alike today, hardly leaving her room, which is where she was on her way back to... but that sight make her stop and silently walk closer to see if he's alive awake.]

[before]

[He shifts a bit, one arm thrown over his eyes, but doesn't move otherwise.]

[dawnrise]

[pff. she walks to the front of the couch and bends down to pick up a candy wrapper. has there ever been a case of death by chocolate?]

[before]

[Oh, probably. The wrappers look totally ordinary, by the way.]

[dawnrise]

[wrinkles her nose a bit, because if she's going to eat any chocolate it's going to be dark.]

You alive down there?

[before]

[There's some grumbling and more shifting around.]

No.

[dawnrise]

[looks from the wrapper to Red.]

How much did you eat?

[before]

[He groans, lifting his arm enough to peer at her with one rather demonic looking eye. It's gone a little... bloodshot, and his sclera has gone from that pale yellow-green to a dark red.]

Like, two. I didn't even get through the third one.

[dawnrise]

[that makes her stiffen up, staring down at him with slightly wider eyes before she relaxes again. well, that ruins her theory that he was eating himself comatose.]

What happened to your eye?

[before]

[He blinks in confusion, rubbing it a bit.]

What's wrong with it? They're a bit itchy, but I haven't exactly looked in a mirror lately.

[dawnrise]

It's completely red.

[well now she's curious. she's familiar with things like that, though, and kind of wants to see them both.]

[before]

What, seriously?

[He moves his arm, blinking up at her before sitting up properly.]

[dawnrise]

[Riku doesn't carry a mirror, or she'd show him. instead she leans over to get a close look.]

Almost looks like you're bleeding. Do they hurt, or just itch?

[fightorfall.livejournal.com]

[To make matters worse, he's walking in Red's direction and smacks him on the head when he reaches him. Don't mind him, nope.]

What's wrong with you?

[before]

[He reacts a bit violently, something small and spiked flying past Axel's head to explode against the wall.]

I'm sick. What's it look like?

[fightorfall.livejournal.com]

[Reacts with a squawk that half sounded like a 'fuck', because Axel's so cool like that.]

!!..

[But then shrugs it off, as if it never happened.]

I don't know. You look like you're dead, anyways.

[before]

[He props himself up a bit, looking ill and disgruntled.]

I always look like I'm dead.

[fightorfall.livejournal.com]

[Nods.]

Yeah, that's what I meant. I didn't know dead people could get sick.

[before]

I'm not actually dead, though.

[fightorfall.livejournal.com]

Yeah, some zombie thing, right?

[before]

[He jams his arm up in Axel's direction, wrist exposed.]

I've got a pulse, stupid.

[fightorfall.livejournal.com]

[Recoils a bit at the other's wrist, staring at the blue veins running down his arm.]

Then what'ddare you supposed to be?

[before]

[He lets his arm move back into place, grumbling.]

That's for me to know and you to not find out.

[fightorfall.livejournal.com]

[Sort of groans.]

C'mon, that's so old.

[before]

Too bad, I don't feel like telling.

[By the way, mun forgot to mention. His eyes? They're a little bloodshot right now and the part that's normally yellow-green is now a dark, bloody red.]