| [Jun. 11th, 2008|11:27 pm] |
Haruichi's eyes narrowed quietly and he shook his head slightly. There was chronic and then there was catastrophic. Hayate looked like a strong breeze would take him off his feet after all that coughing.
Well, there was nothing for it.
"I'm sure you'd actually sound better if a porcupine had taken up residence in your lungs," Haruichi allowed, pulling his hands from his pockets and pointing one pale finger at the door. "Come on, you're getting your recruitment physical. You've left a last will and testament someplace, I suppose?" |
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