(OTA + CLOSED) if i cannot move heaven

[immortalpoet]

WHO: Vergilius and YOU + closed starters
WHAT: Catchall for TDM prompts, May + June catchall - if you want a closed starter for your character, DM me!
WHERE: All over Neo Tokyo, etc.
WHEN: May
WARNINGS: general Project Moon warnings (opt-out post), will update as needed



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[bowtography]

Mr. Vergilius?

[ Honestly, she'd spotted him from outside, doing a double-take at the sight of him in a maid outfit, and now here she is in her butler fit to look him over with some amount of concern. ]

[immortalpoet]

...March 7th.

[He's looking blearily over at her, not even paying any mind to her outfit.]

Would you...happen to know where there's fever medication? I can barely focus...

[bowtography]

Fever medication... oh, hold on, let me see what I can find. Maybe you should sit down outside?

[immortalpoet]

No, I'm fine.

[Wobbling a little in place...]

It's fine. Really. Just find it.

[bowtography]

...

You're tilting.

[ Sir. ]

[immortalpoet]

No I'm not...

[........]




[Maybe.]

[bowtography]

[ She is casting him a very suspicious glance, but also turning to grab some fever meds.

And maybe some additional painkillers. ]

[immortalpoet]

Ergh...

[He'll watch her, barely moving, before it feels like he has to exert a lot of effort to shift away.]

...Have you ever heard of....people cursing others with illnesses?

[bowtography]

[ March, already heading to the counter-- ]

Um... mostly only in books or movies. I don't think I've ever really run into it happening legitimately? [ She has no idea her teammate can do this--

What had happened on the Xianzhou Luofu wasn't really the same thing, when she thinks about it. Especially when some of them considered it a blessing to force it upon others... ]

[immortalpoet]

Well, it may have happened. Some goddess...said she cursed me.

[Which he thought was an outright joke, but now...]

I never...heard of it either. Now, I don't know what to think.

[bowtography]

Well, the timing does seem pretty suspicious... I guess if that's the case, we should be glad if it's only a fever and not, like... you being on your deathbed or something.

[ She turns to him to hand him the meds (since they said they'd charge her more for a bag), lightly prodding at his back. ]

C'mon, let's head back to the base.

[immortalpoet]

Oh, I think she was planning on killing me. Maybe.

[He's so casual about it like MIGHT AS WELL HAPPEN (brain addled from the fever)]

[He makes a bit of a face at her prodding.]

Ergh. But...you...don't need to do this. I'll be fine.

[bowtography]

What the heck did you do?

[ Hello? But she makes a face at him right back. ]

I know I don't need to do this. But, outfit aside, you look terrible and I'd feel bad if I just left you to it. So I'm not gonna.

[immortalpoet]

Argued with her. She took offense because she has thin skin and needs to toughen it up.

[Another looooong sigh, exhausted, but not wanting to exert effort to push her away.]

There are better things to do, really....

[bowtography]

You don't get to decide that for me! [ sing-song. ]

Anyway, I wouldn't get on her bad side again, lack of tough skin or not. You're the one suffering for it right now, anyway.

[ Which is why! They're going back so he can crawl into bed! ]

[immortalpoet]

Duly noted.

[In the sullen tone of someone told to behave.]

What do you...usually do for illness.

[bowtography]

Eat some soup, drink some tea, take medicine and crawl into bed!

[immortalpoet]

See, that sounds simple. Fixers are usually too busy to do that. Not like you can call in sick most times...

[It's capitalism hell, why would they have this.]

[bowtography]

Well, that doesn't apply here. If you've got the time to rest, you should definitely take it.

[ This is why you look so old (fond). ]

[immortalpoet]

What if I don't want to?

[You know. Like he always does.]

[bowtography]

Then you're going to get other people sick and infected and that's rude.

[immortalpoet]

As far as I know, this is a curse. And a curse is not going to just jump from person to person. Probably. She wanted to kill me. So...there.

[SO THERE]

[bowtography]

...

You really just tried to "so there" me? Really??

[ He's got to be Extremely Sick. ]

[immortalpoet]

Ugh.

[FUCKING DAY OF HIS LIFE not his worst one but still]

Don't...sass me.

[bowtography]

This is my natural state of being. C'mon, sickie.

[ Back to base. ]