[Like hearing underwater and seeing through a black haze. Was always one of the more sickening feelings he'd ever experienced. Then there's white through the smog and a voice saying his name and it clicks that the idiot isn't resting like I told him to but all that comes out in place of scolding is another chain of coughs hard enough to leave a few specks of half-congealed blood on his hand. No speaking, fine. Still have enough semblance to grab onto that shirt with the usual force behind it obscenely lacking... but the glare to back it up is more than enough to compensate in this case. Enough to get the point across - GO LIE DOWN YOU JACKASS.]
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Date: 2009-03-23 10:40 pm (UTC)