Imeeji Inbox

[leaveofabsence]

[ The default voicemail message greets you. ]

Comments

[crossmyheartandhope]

[Takes a beat to parse that. Then he writes back, his own handwriting decidedly sloppier:]

naw Eirene mentioned it like right away so I been careful

are you?

[leaveofabsence]

No, I am not.

I have not done anything that would violate the contract I have with the Production.

[ Nor would he ever. ]

Though if you are concerned, I would keep writing supplies on your person. You did say it was for audio correspondence, yes?

[crossmyheartandhope]

[Writes:]

yeah

and I usually got some origami paper and a pen on me so i'm covered

audio and tracking, sounds like

[leaveofabsence]

Will this affect your movements?

[crossmyheartandhope]

[Hesitates, and then nods]

[Writes:]

i'll have to ask nem to go talk to you-know-who

i been going every day

[leaveofabsence]

I'm afraid the reference is lost on me but that might be for the better since I am in the same situation as you.

Is that something you think Nemesis can handle?

[crossmyheartandhope]

[Writes:]

yeah

she's got it covered

[leaveofabsence]

[ And then he puts down his calligraphy pen ]

I have heard from Venti that there are other side effects to the earring, though I have either not realized they are occurring or have yet to be affected.

[ Outside of well--- sometimes he has a tail and sometimes he doesn't but that seems to be pretty standard fare for Imeeji. ]

Are you doing alright?

[crossmyheartandhope]

Yeah. I mean, could be worse?

[leaveofabsence]

Have you also had to deal with any strange side effects?

[crossmyheartandhope]

I think I got a fever...?

And I'm starting to come down with a cough, maybe.

[Read: he was coughing up blood earlier,]

[leaveofabsence]

[ He takes off a glove and reaches for Hurricane's forehead ]

May I...?

[crossmyheartandhope]

Ah - sure.

[leaveofabsence]

[ He presses the back of his hand to Hurricane's forehead to indeed see if he has a fever. ]

Is your throat sore?

[crossmyheartandhope]

[He is absolutely burning up]

...kinda?

[Mostly it is his lungs, but he is not saying that,]

[leaveofabsence]

[ His brows furrow and a worried frown tugs at the corner of his mouth ]

Let me make you an herbal remedy.

I know that most effects cannot be treated outright, but maybe--- it will at least make you feel a little better.

[crossmyheartandhope]

You sure?

I don't want you going to any trouble. It really ain't that bad.

[leaveofabsence]

It is never trouble to look after those I care about. In a way, it is the opposite. Me selfishly wanting to ease their burdens for them. I wish nothing but for your good health and happiness, Hurricane.

[ As he begins to meticulously shred the paper between his fingers. ]

Now then - shall we head to the kitchen?

[crossmyheartandhope]

[He's quiet for a beat or two, absorbing that. Then, softly:]

Yeah. If that's cool?