when johnny comes marching home

[ayu_nee]

Who: Everyone
What: Returning from the draft!
When: Midnight on the 7th and on
Where: Anywhere
Summary: Open post for post-draft returning and reaction, for those not in the plaza. If you're in the plaza, go to that log; if you're not, feel free to post here. ^^
Rating: Varies.

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[boomchucka.livejournal.com]

[The healing magic works wonders on the rest of her external injuries and keeps her in a generally drowsy state as the cold cloth wakes her from her sleep. Looking to where her hand is being held, Selphie looks up and smiles weakly. Despite worrying the Prince out of his mind, she's happy to see him.]

Hey.

[lunarianlegacy.livejournal.com]

Hey.

[Talking's good, although Selphie really needs to be sleeping and Ceodore knows it. He can tell she's feverish and he settles a cool towel on her head, and another under her neck.]

How are you feeling?

[boomchucka.livejournal.com]

[That helps with the heat quite a bit and she relaxes into the towel on her neck.]

Cruddy but not quite so hot right now.

[lunarianlegacy.livejournal.com]

You're running a fever.

[He's never heard the 'not so hot' phrase before so he derpishly takes it at face value. She's quite hot in fact, with fever, and cute but not really at this particular moment.]

Whatever you've got, I can't heal it.

I should have been with you.

[boomchucka.livejournal.com]

[Selphie looks at Ceodore sadly before shaking her head slightly.]

Nothing we can do about it now. Doctor McCoy will look after me, you know that.

[lunarianlegacy.livejournal.com]

I know, but...

[He takes a deep breath and looks away. She's in bad shape and Ceodore knows it. Magic can't heal illness and hers is lethal.]

Please don't die on me.

[boomchucka.livejournal.com]

[It was caught early enough that it's treatable. The boy should stop losing faith in his girlfriend so easily. Besides, she's a tough cookie and won't be going down without a fight. She just needs rest, anti-malarial medication and a nice glass of water as the perky brunette stares at the water that Daisy had left for her.]

I won't...

[lunarianlegacy.livejournal.com]

[He can take a hint and picks up the glass.]

Let's sit you up. But only for a minute.

[boomchucka.livejournal.com]

[Selphie nods lightly. She doesn't trust her body enough to remain sitting up for much longer than that at the moment.]

Okay.

[lunarianlegacy.livejournal.com]

[Ceodore slides an arm behind Selphie and slowly inches her upright, angling his body so that she's resting against him for support and using no effort of her own. Once he's satisfied that she's stable, he lifts the glass to her lips, not wanting her to lift a finger for anything.]

I'm so glad you're back.

[boomchucka.livejournal.com]

[Selphie leans against him heavily, thankful for the support as she wraps her hands around the glass. She drinks slowly at first but she downs the whole glass before leaning her head on Ceodore's shoulder.]

It'd be nicer if I wasn't sick.

[lunarianlegacy.livejournal.com]

[Once Ceodore removes the empty glass and sets it aside, he cups Selphie's warm face in his hand, holding her closer.]

We'll get you better. I promise.

[boomchucka.livejournal.com]

Mmmm. I know. So tired though...

[lunarianlegacy.livejournal.com]

You should sleep. I'll stay with you. Okay?

[boomchucka.livejournal.com]

'Kay.

[lunarianlegacy.livejournal.com]

Do you want anything?

[boomchucka.livejournal.com]

[Insert half-yawn, half-sleepy pout here.]

Blow the Malnosso up to smithereens.

[lunarianlegacy.livejournal.com]

[Ceodore grins at that. She's so plucky and he loves it.]

Once you're better you can and I'll help.

[boomchucka.livejournal.com]

[And there goes that sleepy pout turning into a sleepy smile. She nods slightly before her eyes droop shut and more sleep comes quickly.]