[Accidental Voice]

[goldenglasses]

[Thanks to Yuber throwing his search party into the lake; Vash has found himself joining the ranks of the sick. Although he tried to change out of his wet and freezing clothes right away it was too late. So he’s in bed with a light fever. And he might have fallen asleep with his journal open.]

Rem… it’s so hot and dry… [There’s a bit of muttering] …you’d like her. Mmmhm. [Some rustling as he rolls in bed] saw one… so red.

[Then he’s quiet for a few minutes]

Ahaha! Are all those donuts for me!? Oh! You shouldn’t have!!

Comments

[goldenglasses]

I thought it was a pretty good plan!

[bernardelli.livejournal.com]

Mm. [ She smiles softly. ] Here, how's your fever? [ She reaches a hand out to press to his forehead. ]

[goldenglasses]

[He's still a bit warm; but nothing serious. He smiles at your concern.] I'll be alright.

[bernardelli.livejournal.com]

It's almost gone. Still a little warm.

[goldenglasses]

I'm sure I'll be up and about to cause you stress in no time. [Smile.]

[bernardelli.livejournal.com]

I'm overjoyed. [ She smirks and withdraws her hand. ]

[goldenglasses]

Just need some rest. I'll be fine. Promise.

[bernardelli.livejournal.com]

[ She nods and goes to stand. ] I should let you get to that.

[goldenglasses]

M-Meryl? [A pause then a smile] Thanks.

[bernardelli.livejournal.com]

[ She looks a bit surprised, then smiles, a bit shy. ] You're welcome, Vash. Get some sleep.

[ She touches his shoulder a moment before leaving. ]

[goldenglasses]

[He'll give a small nod and smile as you go. He'll go back to sleep after you're gone.]