Daphne Greengrass (bd_daphne) wrote in beyond_dark, @ 2008-03-01 23:31:00 |
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Entry tags: | * march 2006, - complete, - plot: pox virus, anthony goldstein, daphne bletchley (greengrass), miles bletchley |
RP: Maybe Working Last Night Was A Bad Idea?
Date: 2 March 2006 (very slightly predated)
Characters: Daphne, Miles, Nigel, Anthony
Location: Bletchley Manor
Private/Public: Private
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Swearing, sickness, blood
Summary: Daphne ignores her own symptoms while she tries to take care of her son.
Nigel was crying again, and Daphne tried her best to hurry to his side, despite that her joints ached terribly and she couldn't seem to stop sweating despite how chilled she felt. Her son still wasn't feeling well, and she thought she might actually need to get a healer for him soon. He had developed a slight fever overnight, and although Daphne wasn't feeling her best either, she didn't have time to deal with herown sickness when Nigel was so sick.
She pulled her son from his bed, rocking him back and forth to try andsoothe him. He was starting to develop strange spots all over hisbody, and it wasn't anything Daphne had ever seen before. Now she was really worried.
Daphne turned to head back to the Master Bedroom to write up an owl,when she had to stop suddenly as a wave of dizziness spread over herbody. She recovered quickly, shaking her head as if it were filled with cobwebs. She felt a bit better after a moment though, and as she looked back up, she saw Miles come around the corner.
She wondered vaguely if his son had ever gotten sick with something similar. It wouldn't hurt to ask.
"Hey there," she said, her smile a bit weak. "Would you mind helping me, please?" She wasn't normally one to ask for help, but her concern quickly beat out her pride.