not_meatbuns | Rebel 40 [Written/Action]

[It was bound to happen sooner or later. Between pushing herself with extra hours at the clinic and running around in the snow more than she should have, Litchi's awesome immune system has finally been conquered. It's little more than a common cold, but she knows she can't push it anymore and needs to rest. Much as she hates to admit defeat like this.

House 48 gets the honor of a puffy-eyed and sniffly Litchi making far more noise than she would like this morning (re: coughing from time to time), trying to make some tea. After that, she's going to bundle up in her room, more than likely forced there by housemates.

Towards mid-morning, feeling even worse about writing this than she feels sick, she drops a note in the journals.]

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I am so terribly sorry for my timing on this, but I seem to have caught a cold. It shouldn't take more than a day or two to recover, but I didn't want to put any patients at risk by coming in to work while I'm contagious.

I'm sure the clinic will be just fine in the meantime, but if anyone needs me for anything, please don't hesitate to ask.

Please try to stay warm, everyone.

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[Robert speaks up the moment he sees this message, hasty due to worry. He hasn't seen Litchi for awhile - this explains why - but he's prone to be a little over-protective.]

... Ah, Doctor Faye-Ling - you are certain you are alright other than a cold?

... Do you need me to... cover for anything?

I'm sure it's just a cold, but thank you for the concern. It shouldn't take very long to recover at all.

[Sniffle.] If you could make sure that the supplies are all kept up, that would be wonderful.

[Well, that's a relief, because he'd been wondering if he might've needed Litchi soon...]

Ah, I certainly will - especially for others unfortunate enough to come down with the same ailment...

[Almost shyly:] ... If you wished, I could... m-make you a soup, of some kind? That tends to be... soothing. [Even if it's not really a cure...]

[Not a cure, perhaps, but still very much appreciated.]

Thank you, Professor Hastings, it's very nice of you to offer. But I don't want to trouble you.

[He puts on his most earnest smile.]

... It would not be any trouble at all...

... D-Do you, er, have a preference?

[Sniffle.] Honestly, I don't really have any preference. I'm sure I'll like whatever you bring.

[Litchi will probably get a delicious, if rather mechanically-prepared, chicken and vegetable soup or something of that nature then. Knowing Robert he'll fortify it with nutrients somehow...]

In that case... shall I... bring it to you, then, when it is finished? I would be glad to help, however I can.

[That honestly sounds right up her alley...]

Thank you, that sounds lovely. It really is a tremendous help.

[He gives Litchi his brightest smile at that.]

... It is all I can, and should, do for a friend...

Are Mr. Jordan... and your other housemates... also well?

[She muffles a cough against her sleeve before answering.]

One housemate was out in the snow a little too long yesterday and seemed to have caught the cold as a result, but the others are all feeling just fine. David and Tsubaki are taking good care of us.

[And she doubts Tao can ever get sick of anything but overeating. If she can, Litchi hasn't seen it happen yet.]

[That's probably a good thing. A sick Tao sounds pretty difficult to handle...]

I am glad that... most of you are alright, and I hope that anyone who is currently ill recovers soon...

[Shyly:] Perhaps I ought to... v-visit again, sometime, when... circumstances are more congenial...

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