002 // action for bishop

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Who: Haruka Tenoh & crewmates
Broadcast: n/a
Action: Aboard the Bishop
When: This week (after getting her doll from Cheese)

[ The ship has a more festive air in it this time of year. Haruka wouldn't have been in a celebrating mood anyway, but if pressed to admit it, she supposes there's a resilience to be found in such gestures during captivity.

She is not being pressed, however. At least not externally. Internally, however....

If you're minding your own business walking through the halls of the Bishop, you may hear a mighty sneeze. If you check the pilot's chair, you may find someone dozed off in it, a slight flush on her face.

And if you're out in the hallways on one particular night, you may hear a thump and find Haruka Tenoh sprawled, feverish and sniffly, on the floor. She's spent a few hours pretty much every day they've visited this star system down planet-side. That's enough exposure to the pathogens to overcome even her immune system.

Careful when approaching. She's sweaty and cranky. "Barely conscious" may be the most preferable state in which to find her.... ]

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[ Haruka smiles wearily and tries to prop herself up to take that hand.

This is a bad idea. Her fingers drop just before they brush Michiru's as her head swims and she finds herself lying flat on the floor again, breathing through her mouth. The stuffiness is bad enough, but the lightheadedness is the biggest pain.

The wind does not appreciate feeling full of nothing but air. ]

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[oh geez. Michiru's expression softens despite herself.

And she's kneeling next to you, hand on your shoulder.] Try and sit up.

[one step at a time]

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Nn. [ Haruka nudges Michiru with her head, trying to find leverage. Eyes closed, her hand searches for the grip it'd failed to take earlier, and very, very slowly, she begins trying to lift her torso. Can she just...prop herself up on Michiru....? That might help.

Except once she gets propped up she might not want to move. This is tiring. Can she stay here? ]

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[her grip is firm as she slowly pulls you up, even as her other arm snakes over to wrap around your shoulders.

Michiru waits patiently, hoping you'll look less dizzy before she tries to pull you to your feet.]

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[ Haruka leans more heavily on Michiru than she ever allows herself when injured in battle. She makes it to her feet, but her knees are weak, so she ends up leaning even more than originally planned, and....

...hopefully they're near the wall. (She'll do her best to catch herself either way, though.) ]

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[Michiru grunts at the sudden weight, grip tightening considerably as she takes half a step back to try and redistribute your weight.

It's a bit precarious at the moment, and she's not sure how long she can maintain this.]

Haruka.

[a quick glance to the side. At least the wall is within reaching distance.]

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Sorry.... [ And she is. Okay. Feet, planted. Breath, breathed. Skin, on fire. But she's up. Up is progress. Haruka exhales.

Blearily, she looks down the hallway. ] My room is closer.

[ Whether this is actually true or not may be up for debate. But Haruka doesn't want to turn Michiru's area into a sickroom. It's the least she can do for the imposition she's making. ]

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I don't think so. [getting into the bunks requires navigating ladders. This is not happening.

She shifts, wrapping her arm around your waist and pulling your other arm across her shoulders.]

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[ Whew. That's better. Haruka smiles wearily at Michiru, then steels herself to make this trek. No arguing with you, huh.

But really, what a trial. She feels scarred for life. ] I might need some counseling after this.

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[she takes a measured step forward, waiting for you before taking another.]

I believe you already know what I'll say.

[not she's willing to bet that you'll learn anything from this]

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Truant. [ Haruka's grin is interrupted for a sneeze. She turns her head away afterwards, feeling kinda yicky, but she's still taking those slow measured steps.

And blinking away a runny eye. That planet took revenge but good. ]

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[Michiru just tsks - and quietly resigns herself to getting sick too. Enough people on the Fleet seems to have gotten it.]

Come on. [almost there. She lets go of your arm to open up the door to her office.]

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[ At least you'll have an attentive nurse...?

Haruka sways but doesn't fall when deprived of Michiru's arm. She's this close. She can make it. ] It's something....about the planet, I think....

[ ....or she would think if she were better at thinking right now, but maybe she'd better focus less on their Mission and more on her own welfare. This is so pathetic. She tries to laugh a little but ends up sounding a bit sad. ]

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It's probably more than just the chill itself.

[plenty of (other) people know how to dress for the weather. She grips your arm again, and starts leading you over to the couch.

At least it's a nice, comfy couch - as they've no doubt already discovered.]

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[ Yes, that's a nice couch. Both comfortable and sturdy. Once they've reached it, Haruka will settle down with a sigh that basically deflates her into its cushions. ] Who's gotten it seems accidental. I doubt it's a plot.

[ She has not ruled that out, however. When it comes to Atroma, she rules nothing out. ]

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You should stop worrying.

[she's perching on the sofa too, and pressing the back of her hand against your forehead]

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Right. [ The feedback from that gesture is not good: Haruka's skin is both hot and clammy. She's shivering a little, too.

Closing her eyes and trusting her nurse, Haruka chooses to focus just on relaxing into the couch for now. Much nicer than the hallway floor. ]

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[that's just a quiet sigh as she lets herself cup your cheek for a moment]

I'm going to go get your blankets. Have you eaten?

[she'll probably have to get Tadashi involved sooner or later.]

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[ ...between the pilot and the medic, it's probably good it's the medic who has hands, all things considered. Haruka moves her head a little in a negative. ] Sleep is probably better for me.

[ Unless you insist, in which case that can't be helped. But she hasn't been feeling very hungry. ]

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Alright. [she'll push it later, but for the moment, you get to avoid the dubious benefits of porridge made from synthetic rice.]

I'll be back. [she doesn't have to say "don't move," right?

Michiru heads out the door, closing it behind her.]

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Thanks. [ She owes you. So much. Haruka may not do regret, but she still feels a little bad about that.

While waiting for Michiru to get back, she decides to rest her eyes. Resting her eyes turns into resting the rest of her.

She'll be passed out on the couch by the time Michiru returns, but from the troubled look on her face, it's not a peaceful (or deep) sleep. She's too uncomfortable for that, and that's not something even a comfortable couch can fix. ]

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[Michiru peeks in, leaves the blankets and pillow, and then returns bearing a glass of water and the requisite cool washcloth.]

Haruka. [she places a light hand on your shoulder, while holding the glass of water in the other] Drink some water.

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[ Waking, Haruka looks up. She stares at that glass of water as if it's the nicest thing anyone's ever done for her, and she's having trouble processing the gesture. One hand reaches for it. ] Room service, huh...

[ Let's see if she can't answer those feelings. She sips her water and tries not to sniffle from congestion. It's not what elegant ladies do. ]

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It's a special service.

[hands now free, she goes to grab the pillow and blankets. Pillow goes at one end of the couch, and she'll hold onto the blankets for the moment.]

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I feel so lucky. [ Says the woman whose body heat could probably melt the snow outside. Haruka takes another drink, then holds her water away from herself to cough into her shoulder.

When it's over, she sighs in resignation. This is no fun. ]