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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Oct 29, 2012 1:40:59 GMT -8
Mathew followed her when she started to move, clasping his hands behind his back with a disapproving frown. And her stumble while trying to balance just went to show that she wasn't fine.
"Right, well I guess I will go see about getting you a blood test then. Hopefully he won't have to do several."
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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Oct 29, 2012 1:42:26 GMT -8
She tumbled off the beam. Angrily she sat up and grumbled.
"You will do no such thi- ughm...." She groaned suddenly, pushing past him.
"Hold that thought"
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Oct 29, 2012 1:45:27 GMT -8
He let her pass and followed her once again.
Is she gonna hurl?
She really wasn't looking good. At all.
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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Oct 29, 2012 1:48:30 GMT -8
Bastille got to the restroom door and choked back whatever she felt and then splashed cold water on her face. She sighed and gripped the sink.
"Seriously though.....think I have the flu- that or my hormones are off the flipping wall. Would you stop looking like that, you might find me kissing you then throwing up." She sighed and put her hand over her face.
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Oct 29, 2012 1:50:17 GMT -8
"Looking like what?"
He was pretty much looking like he always looked. Even down to the arms folded over his chest and the stern look he was giving her. He was getting pretty tired of her dodging his questions.
"When was the last time you got this sick?"
He was guessing never.
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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Oct 29, 2012 1:52:15 GMT -8
She sighed and shook her head. "Four maybe five years ago- got the Flu in Turkey and once I'd finished my mission I was in bed for a week." she said matter-of-factly. "Like that, right there." She said a moment later.
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Oct 29, 2012 1:54:02 GMT -8
"Uh huh. And that was the flu?"
And not some horrible parasite or something?
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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Oct 29, 2012 1:54:38 GMT -8
"like I have a clue- I dont go to doctors remember?"
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Oct 29, 2012 1:56:25 GMT -8
"Well I just want to make sure it's nothing like you being pregnant, or Asiv's little cure ripping up your insides."
He held out a hand.
"So lets go get you checked out, so I know what is wrong."
Because he didn't need her keeling over on him because she was having a bad reaction to whatever he did to her.
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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Oct 29, 2012 1:58:03 GMT -8
She stared at him, unable to really stop herself, but didn't move or speak. Her red eyes just stared at his and then back at the sink.
"I'm fine." she uttered finally, although it sounded like she was forcing herself to believe it more than him.
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Oct 29, 2012 1:59:52 GMT -8
She wasn't even lying well. He couldn't even justify trying to pretend to believe her.
"Spill it."
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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Oct 29, 2012 2:02:48 GMT -8
Bastille just stood frozen to the spot, not looking at him or moving. Her brain was trying to scramble for a back up plan, any plan out of this. But thats when her body gave way and she collapsed onto the floor. Her eyes fluttered for a moment and then she closed them. After a couple seconds shed come to, like any other normal dizzy spell.
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Oct 29, 2012 2:05:35 GMT -8
It was a damn good thing that Mathew was there. And that he was fast. So he was able to catch her before she hit the floor. Barely. And it wasn't a graceful catch either. He eased her down on the floor though, not wanting to just drag her, or sling her over his shoulder and have her barf on him.
When she woke up she would wake up to him kneeling down over her, his face above hers. A frown etched in to his face.
"You alright?"
He paused.
"No, I don't suppose you are."
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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Oct 29, 2012 2:07:11 GMT -8
Bastille shook her head. "Parasites- they suck." She muttered, closing her eyes tiredly again. She lay there, seemingly enjoying his presence and deeming is soothing.
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Oct 29, 2012 2:09:27 GMT -8
"Parasites now? Not the flu?"
So she did know what was wrong.
"Get checked out already by the doctor?"
Either when he was with Buck, or some other time that she randomly popped in.
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