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Date Posted: 07/24/07 10:57pm
Author: Dane
Subject: Inside
In reply to: Bree 's message, "inside" on 07/24/07 10:39pm

(The fact that he did not move when she came into the room was the first sign that he was not entirely himself. Even if he was loath to admit the fact that he was desperately under the weather, it became painfully obvious when he opened his eyes to look down at his mate. The once vibrant depths were dim, bloodshot and rimmed with dark circles. Almost as soon as he had made that slight little gesture he yawned again, not bothering to cover his mouth, letting his sharp white teeth show. He grunted involuntarily as he closed his maw again, looking down at Bree as though he were trying to remember something.) Hey. (He said back, in that gravelly tone he had when he first woke up. Even in his exhaustion he found it hard to miss the fact that his mate was radiant in the early stages of pregnancy.. it made him want to do things to her that his current state would not allow. Disgruntled, he took several deep and slow breaths, like a drunkard preparing to tackle a set of stairs.) I wanted to go to bed.. but I dinna think I will make it there, so I will die here instead. (He said, and it was hard to tell if he was being serious or merely talking out of his arse because he was annoyed at being weak. He was not the type of man to take illness with grace.. he was more likely to throw a fit than to lay down and rest. But this.. it was something entirely different than a common cold or the flu. It felt like his muscles were being dissolved within his body.. it felt as though he truly were dying. The fleeting thought that perhaps it was time to confide in Durgan passed through his mind, but the fact that his mate had joined him in the brightly lit room made him remain silent. He could tell that she was trying not to look worried, but didn't comment on it, since he was saving his strength for that inevitable trek to the bed.)

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