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Melia Stahlflugel Joined: 4 Aug 2005 Posts: 613 | Posted: Mon Apr 09, 2007 7:57 am | Characters: All for this theme; By Melia Stahlflugel: This theme, Any theme Savage grimaced. "Ew, no thanks."
He looked positively livid at Riley's last comment. "Don't you dare touch Leila, you pervert." He very nearly wailed. "Listen, I would turn up the heat, I know everyone but me is cold, but we need to save money somewhere. And unless you want to eat crap food, I suggest we economize on fuel..." OOC:He's got a fever >__>; |
spy_4_hire Joined: 14 Feb 2004 Posts: 568 | Posted: Mon Apr 09, 2007 4:48 pm | Characters: All for this theme; By spy_4_hire: This theme, Any theme "Omigosh! Elliot, I heard you screaming from the kitchen are you all right?" Layla said quickly, rushing from the kitchen with a plate piled high with cholcolate chip pancakes. He looked awful, and not just because he was covered from head to toe with grease and grime. She placed the back of her hand on his forehead and then pulled it away.
"Elliot, you're hot!" she exclaimed in a worried tone. She grabbed his arm, balancing the plate with one hand, and pulled him away from Riley and Esmerelda. "I'm sorry for pulling him away from your conversation, but he's got a rest for a while. Here you go, sit down, and eat up. The chocolate will do you good. I'll go get a blanket from the bedroom. Don't move... you should probably take the day off." She then bustled off to the bedroom. Poor, Elliot! I hope he gets better soon... |
| Melia Stahlflugel Joined: 4 Aug 2005 Posts: 613 | Posted: Mon Apr 09, 2007 8:24 pm | Characters: All for this theme; By Melia Stahlflugel: This theme, Any theme "No, but, aw..." Eliot sighed, succumbing to Layla's fussing. "I guess I should rest for a little while..." He was blushing furiously, and not only because of the fever. He let himself be led to the bed, and propped up, and before he knew it he was under a mountain of blankets and pillows, and there was a tremendous helping of chocolate chip pancakes in front of him.
"Thanks," He croaked, throat dry as he was burning up with fever. Although he was quite thirsty, he was just as hungry, and quickly scarfed down the pancakes. OOC:Sorry if my using Leila in this way isn't good >__> |
| spy_4_hire Joined: 14 Feb 2004 Posts: 568 | Posted: Mon Apr 09, 2007 8:34 pm | Characters: All for this theme; By spy_4_hire: This theme, Any theme OOC:Psh, no worries, she's your character... I just have one question: Is it Layla or Leila?
Once she had successfully turn Savage into a pile of blankets and pillows, she stood back and admired her work. "Oops, I probably should have made him clean up before I put the clean blankets on him," she contemplated it for a moment, tapping her chin, and then she shrugged. "Oh well! I'll get you some orange juice. You need vitamin C if you want to get better." The she zipped back to the kitchen to find a clean glass to fill with the desired juice. |
| Melia Stahlflugel Joined: 4 Aug 2005 Posts: 613 | Posted: Tue Apr 10, 2007 7:29 am | Characters: All for this theme; By Melia Stahlflugel: This theme, Any theme OOC:Mo: It's "Layla" as that's the title of the song and stuff. But actually, the other spelling works and means the exact same thing, and I tend to switch to that every once in a while for some reason >__>
I don't do it consciously.... Just like I spell "Eliot" with two T's or L's without knowing it >__> Eliot sank down into the squishy pile, contented. Well, except for the fact that he felt like everything was burning, aching, FIRE!! He would probably kill for some ibuprofen about now, except that now that he had laid down, he was extremely tired and couldn't get back up again. "Urghhh," he moaned. "I think I actually am sick..." OOC:Oh yeah... Belated, but: 500th POST GET!!1 |
| spy_4_hire Joined: 14 Feb 2004 Posts: 568 | Posted: Tue Apr 10, 2007 2:33 pm | Characters: All for this theme; By spy_4_hire: This theme, Any theme "You think so?" Layla said a bit sarcastically as she handed him the juice. "Careful don't spill." He looked awful! Then again, he worked so hard. He probably worked away his health. That's what must've happened. Was it possible? Well, now it was. "Eliot, you need to take the day off. No work. Just rest. Take a nap all right. I'll go tell Esmerelda and Riley, and then I'll be back to see how you're doing."
"Eliot's too sick, he can't work," Layla informed the two bounty hunters, rubbing some flour off her cheek. "We can fill in for him I'm sure. There aren't any good bounties out anyway so we can all chip in and take care of the ship." OOC:BLAH!!! |
The Ace of Spades Joined: 7 May 2006 Posts: 398 | Posted: Wed Apr 11, 2007 8:18 pm | Characters: All for this theme; By The Ace of Spades: This theme, Any theme "Can't... work?" Esme laughed, flapping a hand at the girl in a gesture that said, who gives a damn? "He doesn't do anything around here, anyways. My clothes is never clean when I needs 'em. 'Sides, it ain't like he can't go shop for the groceries, right? Can't be that sick." She shrugged, and turned back to her pancake, taking a moment to tug her shirt up. It had been slipping a little, but nothing out of the ordinary. "I c'n yell at him to get his lazy ass outta bed if you don't wanna do it, huh?" |
Digithe Joined: 24 Aug 2003 Posts: 884 | Posted: Wed Apr 11, 2007 8:44 pm | Characters: All for this theme; By Digithe: This theme, Any theme "Fill in for him? Take care of the ship?" Riley chimed in with Esme, catching the more important parts of what Layla had to say. Instead of laughing, though, he just looked from Layla to Esmeralda with a look of concern on his face. "She's not serious -- You don't actually mean -- " Here he caught himself, realizing the foolishness of his words. Of course they wouldn't have to "fill in" for Savage! That was preposterous!
"Oh, haha!" Riley laughed heartily. "Layla, you come up with great jokes. Seriously now, there's actual stuff to be done. Esme, I agree; I think you know what to do." |
| spy_4_hire Joined: 14 Feb 2004 Posts: 568 | Posted: Wed Apr 11, 2007 9:22 pm | Characters: All for this theme; By spy_4_hire: This theme, Any theme He doesn't do anything? she shook her head. Layla was very confused by their reactions. She didn't understand why Esmerelda didn't care or why Riley thought she was joking. I haven't been here long but Eliot's like Cinderella... except he's a guy... and Esme and Riley aren't his sisters... or very ugly... and he doesn't have to worry about going to a ball, or sleep in a fire place... Ok, so he's not like Cinderella, he's more like Greaseliot... Wow, that sounded really stupid, good thing I'm not saying this outloud. Yay! thinking train!! Woo woo...
"No, I'm not joking, he's really sick," the musician frowned and put her hands on her hips. "He needs rest, and, and-" She tried to think of some way to convince them to leave him alone. "And he's contagious! Esme, if we have him running around and touching everything, you could get sick and your nose will turn red and you'll have snot dripping into your mouth and down your chin. Plus, with his high fever, chances are he'll be delirious and just mess things up more than actually fixing anything." She looked back and forth, hoping they would reconsider. Their long term silence was not encouraging, Layla bit her lip. "Look," she reasoned. "I can fill in for Savage for most of the cleaning and laundry and cooking. Why don't you two just go and look for some bounties or something. There's bound to be someone out there worth some money." |
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