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[scooba]

Type: Text
Sender ID: Pers (Freminet)
To: Public
Subject: Nausea
Warnings: N/A


Does anyone know what's the quickest way to treat nausea? I haven't been feeling well lately.

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[True to her word, March stops by the lodge's small convenience area to pick up some instant soup, saltines, ginger tea, mint tea, and juice. She wants to get a loaf of bread for toast, but there's none to be had there. Oh well; she did her best.

Soon, she's knocking on the door to room 12.]

Hello? It's March 7th, I'm here with some goodies for you.

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[As soon as he heard a knocking on the door, all Freminet could do was slowly walk over before opening it. Should March 7th open up, she'll happen to see a young boy with a blanket over his head and a face that looked rather pale.]

...Thank you, you didn't have to do this Miss March.

[Nevermind that he felt like he was going to throw up.]

Would you like to come in...?

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[Oh no, this poor kid looks awful!]

I did it because I wanted to. It's awful enough to be sick, and even worse when you have no one to take care of you.

[She would die if she had to be sick alone, she's pretty sure.]

You look like you should go lie down. I can put these away, if you want me to.

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[It wasn’t as if he had a choice. If he told her to just place the food by the door, she would insist on coming in. Again, with a mumble, he opened the door slightly.]

That’s fine but…

[Mumble mumble]

I’ll be okay, you don’t need to worry about me too much.

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[No, he definitely did not have a choice. Someone's gotta look out for him, and it might as well be her!]

People take care of people when they're sick, it's no trouble at all! You want me to put on some tea? It might help settle your stomach.

[She pushes past him into the space, not really waiting for him to answer or refuse her.]

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[It was a very good thin that Freminet was used to Lyney (and Charlotte) being pushy. As she just walked right in, he gave a small sigh before pointing to the table.]

You can place it over there.

[Pause]

...Thank you again, it means a lot that you're helping me out.

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You're welcome! We have to help take care of each other in this land of pirates and stuff, right?

[It's kind of the trailblazer way. Mr. Yang and Himeko would be proud.]

Do you want ginger or mint tea? I bought both.

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Yes but....it's still kind of rare to see people helping one another out.

[Or at least, that's what he thinks. Regardless, he gave a sigh before sinking his head onto his shoulders.]

....Which one do you think would be better?

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Well, both are easy on the stomach. I prefer ginger, but either is going to be good for you.

I'll make the ginger.

[It means she can have a cup, too!]

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[Meanwhile, all he could do was just....slowly walk toward the couch and just lay there. As much as he wanted to help, he really couldn't. Instead, he'll just mumble to himself in hopes that it will just go away soon....]

...Thank you, it means a lot that you're helping me.

[Pause]

I'll promise to repay you back someday, Ms. March.