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[prideinbattle]

[phone]

[Those cookies sure were good, maybe a little too good. Now Hiling has a tummy ache. Determined not to suffer in silence, she picks up the phone. Surely somebody would be sympathetic. She groans loudly, making sure everyone knows how she feels.]

I guess this is it. It's too late for me. I just wanted to say good bye because I know you'll all miss me. If you'd like to leave a gift or make a donation in my name, I live at 748 Partridge. Well, it was nice knowing you all...

[748 Partridge Drive]

[Hiling languishes on the couch, having decided to stay home from school today. Boxes of cookies litter the floor around her. The blanket is pulled up to her neck and her whines can be heard throughout the house. Somebody pay attention to her.]

Comments

[Phone]

[sturmbahnfuhrer]

[Just a short, amused chuckle over the line.]

Now now.

Stoicism is far more becoming of a soldier.

[prideinbattle]

Yeah, I guess so. But you don't understand...

Phone

[sparkling_eyes]

[748 Partridge? That's right next door!]

What's wrong? I'm a healer, I can be right there!

[prideinbattle]

I don't know. I'm in a lot of pain. I guess you can try.

[sparkling_eyes]

All right. I'll be right there.

[In less than a minute, Lyon is rushing into the living room of the house next door.]

[prideinbattle]

[She rolls over when she hears her guest arrive.]

So you can really heal me?

[vedaandme]

She doesn't need healing. She ate too much.

[Tieria was in the chair opposite the couch, reading, and completely unconcerned about Hiling's plight. The evidence of what she'd done was scattered about the living room in the form of empty scout cookie boxes.]

[ action | 748 Partridge ]

[vedaandme]

[Tieria was trying to ignore her because he knew she was perfectly fine. Still though, a part of him couldn't help wanting to play with this a little bit. Maybe it was the part of him that was connected to Regene, but Tieria was capable of trolling people.]

What is all this noise about? [He nudged at one of the empty boxes with his foot.]

[prideinbattle]

I'm not well. Isn't it obvious?

[Just look at how miserable she is. Doesn't he feel sorry for her? He should be taking care of her.]

thread order shall be Hiling>Tieria>Lyon

[prideinbattle]

[Hiling glares at Tieria and then looks back at Lyon. At least someone cares about her. She holds her stomach.]

There's no wound, but it hurts here.

: [phone]

[enpatsushakugannouchite]

Don't you know? You're not going to die here, not permanently, anyway.

[sturmbahnfuhrer]

I see!

Then do explain the problem!

[prideinbattle]

I don't want to die at all!

[prideinbattle]

I'm really sick. I've never been sick before!

[sturmbahnfuhrer]

Sick, then? My, how serious! Most serious, in fact!

And what might you be sick with?

[enpatsushakugannouchite]

Don't be so pathetic.

[prideinbattle]

It is serious. I'm in a lot of pain and I don't know why.

[prideinbattle]

Hey I'm not pathetic! Shut up!

[enpatsushakugannouchite]

You're totally pathetic.

[sturmbahnfuhrer]

[Oh dear. Just a small bit of tsking on his end, Hiling.]

Now now, Madchen. A bit of pain never did anyone any harm.

Indeed. I'd say becoming used to it would be ideal!

[prideinbattle]

Do you always pick on sick people? That's what's pathetic.

[prideinbattle]

[She blinks at the phone, not sure what to make of that.]

Why? Is this supposed to make me stronger or something?

[sturmbahnfuhrer]

Indeed.

In the end, pain can make you much stronger.

[prideinbattle]

That might be so, but I still don't like it. I don't like this body at all.

[sturmbahnfuhrer]

[Well. This is news to the Major.]

I see. So you aren't naturally a human then. What might you be, if I could be so bold as to ask?