mk.05 (text)

[paraclete]

Who: Kaworu Nagisa, anyone else!
Broadcast: fleetwide
Action: his bunk, the Vanquish
When: this afternoon

Need advice for when one's body is trying to kill oneself

[Shipmates may notice how he hasn't left his bunk but a couple of times in the entirety of this past week. This means he's been of no use as an engineer, which is bad news considering this mysterious bug business. Even without that, he should at least be tending to the ship's overhead lights, which have been flickering on occasion... (The particularly astute might note that this seems to coincide with the muffled sounds of what could be... sneezes?)

But, alas, he is dying. He's pretty sure of it.]


(augment glitch = baby's first flu!)

Comments

[geonomy]

[... Wow. Are those signs of crying he's seeing from Kaworu? He's usually a pretty distant, if always content looking guy, so this is kind of bizarre.]

Uh... but I wanted to? You're my crewmate, and you're sick. So I'm taking care of you.

[He reaches out to give Kaworu's hair a gentle ruffle, then sits on the edge of the bed.]

This isn't a cure-all, but it'll help some.

[paraclete]

[Good lord. The hair ruffle does it. That particular display of physical kindness is new to him, and it makes him feel quite young and less than terrible. He swallows thickly, which hurts his sore throat, and slowly brings a hand up to touch one of his wet eyes.

He's being unreasonably emotional and is even aware of that, but being very tired can make a person emotional in that way... like a baby needing a nap. Kaworu's unfamiliar with the feeling of exhaustion — the triumph of his species is the Angelic core, which constantly replenishes health and energy. That he's feeling tired and sick like this in the first place had led Kaworu to believe that his core was malfunctioning, which would, he was certain, lead to death. And... to a captain especially...]

I've never been a part of a crew like this before. You're all so kind, and I haven't dealt with it in the best way.

[geonomy]

Mm, well...

[Well, he can't say it's okay. Kaworu's a member of his crew, so that makes him important, part of Clay's weird little family of sorts. But he also knows that Kaworu isn't very loyal to them in return, and that he can't really rely on him for a lot of things regarding the ship and its crew.

But that's not what Kaworu needs to hear, so instead of remarking on that, he holds the soup with one hand, then reaches with the other to grab a tissue, then offer it to Kaworu.]

Once this is over, you can try to really be part of it. But right now? You need to work on beating this sickness down. That's what your body's trying to do.