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[stuck_mynock]

So, Atton's no longer feeling disorientated. He's starting to walk better.

New problems have arisen, though. Atton has been alternating between feeling freezing and feeling like he's burning up. It started rather abruptly, and it isn't very pleasant.

Right now, he's freezing. Thus, he's wandering around his room, shirtless and barefoot but with a thick blanket draped over his shoulders, shivering.

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"Funny," Tired grin. "I was just about to say the same thing."

[undignified]

"Oh, that's not good." Wes feigns worry. "You're delusional. I should get a medic."

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

"No, no, 's just that you have this horrible thing on your face." Atton says, squinting. "'S like some king of big grey worm with lots of little legs and too massive holes."

Beat.

"Oh, right, that's just your nose. My bad."

[undignified]

Wes rubs at his nose a little self-consciously and glares at Atton.

"I think you're well enough to be hit, but I'll restrain myself for now. After all, you're only trying to make yourself feel better about the fact that I'm even prettier than you than usual."

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"Oh, please, even bruised I'm prettier than you. Prettier, younger, all that good stuff."

[undignified]

"And again with the delusions."

Wes sighs, but he's grinning now.

"On reflection, that's about normal. Not much longer 'til the next suicide mission then, huh?"

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"Just waiting to heal up." Atton replies with a grin. "In the meantime, I have toy dinosaurs, starfighters, a lot of action figures, this Earth thing called lego, and toy Earth cars."

[undignified]

"The meantime?" Wes is horrified. "With all that, why would you ever want to leave?"

Beat.

"What's lego?"

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"Come and see." Grin.