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Remy LeBeau (ace_of_clubs) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,

Clever, clever Doctor. "'Monia?" He asked slowly. Sorry, Time Lord, he'd never had it before and he wasn't exactly on the up-and-up of diseases, viral or bacterial. He knew, though, that it had to be similar to the flu, because this felt a little like that. Only, you know, worse.

Would he have gotten sick on purpose if he'd known? He would have DOUSED himself in water and played in the snow naked if he'd known it would get him this sort of attention. His body relaxed under the Doctor's lips, but his fingers twisted again some in the jacket. "Guess 'dis means no playin' wa'er polo t'day, huh? Prolly shoul' try an' res'." Not that he had any energy to do anything but rest. Really, he probably could have mustered some up if he needed to, but this was hitting him hard and fast. You should keep an eye on him, Doctor. His temperature was ticking up another notch just as he laid there, chattering away. "You don' gotta han' 'roun' me, promise. Know you go' ot'er t'in's t' be doin', 'sides lookin' af'er uh boy wit' 'de sniffles." You didn't have to... but he wanted you to.