Video: UN: BurningNebula

[whrrenah]

[The background image shows the scientist's building where everyone gets the Talk about Nippon and Kizuna magic and all that fun stuff. In the foreground is a young woman, face clearly showing that she has a dangerously high temperature with her droopy eyes. Another disconcerting thing is that she's in a halter top and no winter gear. Her left upper arm is scarred, right arm is unblemished]

I don't know how these people think we can trust them after they just snatch us out of our prospective donuts. At least it feels nice out here.

[Yeah, it would if you have 103F temp and rising.]

I need...

I guess I need to find my bearings.

And a place to rest.

I think...

[Her voice fades out as she tries to think]

This sucks. I can't think. I need help. This fever's too high. I don't even know how I'm standing.

[And the feed jars suddenly, landing hard on the ground beside a hand that's alarmingly still.]

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[whrrenah]

[That brings a small smile. She's not completely with it. ]

Puppy's with you always.

[typhlotic]

[Trotting out into the woods, he tucks her close as he heads for his camp.]

Yeah. For the rest of my life.

[whrrenah]

Is good. Have a friend like that.

[There's the smallest whimper at the change in gait but otherwise she seems fairly secure in his arms. Still hot, though. ]

[typhlotic]

[He's made a little camp, built up an enclosure to keep warm during the cold times right now. Gently, he sets her down on his bed and covers her with the blanket before going to start the fire. Then he rushes about to start taking care of things. Getting herbs to make a tea to help with the fever and a cloth dipped in the cold water nearby for her forehead.]

[whrrenah]

[She barely moves when she's settled on a bed. But there's a small sound when something cool is placed on her fever hot skin. ]

[typhlotic]

[When the tea is ready, and cooled, he gently cups her neck to make it easier for her to swallow as he carefully presses the cup to her lips.]

Try and swallow a little of this alright? It'll be a little bitter but it should help with the fever...

[whrrenah]

[ One of her hands goes to his arm just so she could steady herself. There's a small wince at the taste, but she slowly drinks it all. She's no stranger to bitter medicines. And when done, there's a small gasp as she catches her breath. ]

[typhlotic]

That's it.

[Setting the cup, he settles her down again and makes sure the blanket is properly over her.]

Get some rest. I'll be here the whole time while we wait for the fever to break.

[Likely as a wolf to give her extra heat.]

[whrrenah]

[ There's some murmur from her-most likely a thank you. And finally deciding to let go, moves to her side and makes the attempt to cuddle his arm to her. ]

[typhlotic]

[Changing into a wolf, he moves to press himself to her so it'll be easier for her to cuddle into him. And the extra warmth should help the fever too. Besides, he doesn't mind resting here while he takes care of her. She's more important than anything else he might have to do.]

Wake up time on Wednesday!

[whrrenah]

[ The fever broke sometime during the day, leaving her sweaty and sensitive to just about anything touching her. She hisses when she wakes up, making grumbly sounds as she pulls off the blanket and then her shirt.]

[typhlotic]

[Cooking up some soup, Silvio doesn't react to the motion other than to tilt his head. Ah clothes are coming off. Well, nudity has never bothered him and he can't see anyway. So he just keeps cooking.]

Make sure you stay near the fire. It's cold out there.

[Silvio smiles then.]

You wanna try eating?

[whrrenah]

I don't know.

[ Hungry? Not hungry? Her voice does sound dry.]

Everything just hurts right now.

[Yep. All of the clothes are coming off. At least she wouldn't smell sick. Just stressed from the pain. ]

[typhlotic]

I'll wash your clothes since they're coming off. They're pretty soaked from your fever.

[Grabbing a bowl, he pours some of the broth in. They can start with that. Moving that over, he sets it near her so it can cool then reaches to take the fallen clothes.]

You don't smell ill anymore at least. That's a positive.

[whrrenah]

Thank you.

[ She feels a little awkward about him taking care of her clothes. Just because...well. She should be doing something other than being ill. ]

Yes. After the fever there's...I guess other people would call it nerve pain? Neuropathy? It wanes once I get settled in a place, but it's not like I like it.

[Okay, so maybe that broth does look appealing. ]

You're here all alone in this place?

[typhlotic]

I am. At least from my world. I've met people here that I've become friends with but they're definitely not my world as far as I can tell.

[Clothes in hand, he walks a short distance down to the water with a bucket and some soap. She'll probably notice he's not wearing shoes despite how cold he says it is beyond the fire.]

I understand living with pain after something even if you don't like it though. I deal with that pretty often.

[whrrenah]

[A soft smile. ]

I meant more locally. Like in this dwelling.

[ But she watches though, keen on all the nuances she can notice. ]

It's winter here, right? Are you some off the grid kind of person?

[typhlotic]

In that case? Yeah. Just me.

[Kneeling down, he starts cleaning the clothes. Rather than look at them though, he keeps bringing them up to sniff to check his progress.]

Cities can be too loud for me because my hearing is so good. It's hard for me to do something like sleep there. So until I can find a building out here to live it's camping for me.

[whrrenah]

You could also build one around here, too, right?

[THoughts of Cabin in the Woods comes to mind. ]

Or are there zoning laws around this place?

[typhlotic]

I have no idea what the zoning laws are honestly. I can't exactly read them that easily.

[He scrubs the clothes clean and brings them back to hang them near the fire so they'll dry well.]

If you need a safe place to stay though you're welcome to stay with me.

[whrrenah]

[She considers all of that. ]

Well, good thing I can read. [ Her confidence falters. ]

I hope they have English translations because my grasp of Kanji is abysmal. But! I'll stay and work on helping you get four walls and a roof, how's that?

[typhlotic]

English?

[He pauses a moment then suddenly realizes something for the first time.]

Hey, what language am I speaking right now?

[whrrenah]

[ She blinks. ]

...English? Why?

[typhlotic]

[Silvio laughs softly as he comes to sit with her.]

I'm speaking Spanish. Have been since we met.

[whrrenah]

You're kidding.

But I know Spanish. And Welch and Latin and Mandarin and Japanese and Thai. [ And a couple other languages she doesn't feel the need to speak about ]

I wonder why the default is English. Maybe the first language I grew up with?