[OOM] The Dragonfly, Taris System.

[stuck_mynock]

It's been twelve hours.

The Wyrm has been hovering around the system, occasionally passing dangerously close to the spot on Taris' moon that they're hiding on. Each time it's passed on again.

Atton's fever has dropped a bit, but he still hasn't properly woken up, except for brief moments, and he's still rather overly warm.

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[will_scarlett]

Will's on watch after he forced Guppy to go to bed and trying to cool Atton down.

[guppy_sandhu]

Guppy has been struggling with a combination of total exhaustion and excessive worry, and therefore got a little bit of highly nightmare-riddled sleep.

He decides to come and check on Atton, coming in and peering at them both.

"How is he?"

[will_scarlett]

"Still feverish but think 'e's a bit better. Ye get any rest?"

[guppy_sandhu]

"I think so. Do we have coffee?"

Guppy omits the part where he had recurrent dreams alternating between being on an exploding planet and a large clawed creature chopping Atton and Will's heads off.

He shuffles off to the kitchen like an undergraduate medical student forced to get up before nine, and hunts around for caffeine.

"Has he said anything?"

[will_scarlett]

"Oh aye, think so an na that I understood just lots o'ramblin' talk."

[guppy_sandhu]

Guppy makes some strong black coffee.

"Do you want some?"

[will_scarlett]

"Aye, any toast or such o'er there, could do with somethin' to eat."

[guppy_sandhu]

"We should have something substantial." Guppy says. "Then we'll see if we can get Atton to eat anything. I've not got an unlimited supply of drip food."

He gets some bread and ketchup, then finds some bacon and sticks it in a pan.

[will_scarlett]

"Aye, 'e'll get better."

Its more of a hope than a statement.

[guppy_sandhu]

Guppy nods, quickly making a plate full of bacon sandwiches and bringing them over.

"Are you awake Atton?" he asks gently, setting the plate next to them.

[will_scarlett]

Will starts eating and rubs the compress on Atton's forehead as he waits.

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

Atton groans something which may be an affirmative, batting at Will's hand.

[guppy_sandhu]

Guppy puts his sandwich down.

"Atton, can you open your eyes? If we can get you sitting up you can have a bacon sandwich."

[will_scarlett]

"Oh aye, bacon's lovely."

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

"'M not hungry," Atton says, a little sulkily.

[guppy_sandhu]

Guppy looks visibly relieved.

"You need to have something to keep your strength up." he says. "At very least you should have something to drink, because I only have a limited supply of IV fluids."

[will_scarlett]

"Aye, 'rhaps just some bread in soup."

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

"Wanna sleep," Atton protests, vaguely.

[guppy_sandhu]

Guppy goes over to the kettle, makes a cup-a-soup from his kit bag, puts a bit of cooler water in so that it's drinkable, and brings it back.

"Take some sips of this, then sleep."

[will_scarlett]

"Need somethin' in ye, Atton, will be o'some aid."

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

Stubbornly: "Not hungry. Feel sick."

[guppy_sandhu]

"Hang on."

Guppy digs in his kit for the metoclopramide, and puts it in the line in Atton's arm.

"That should take care of the nausea in a few minutes, then you can eat something."

[will_scarlett]

"Aye, need to eat. Listen to Guppy."

[stuck-mynock.livejournal.com]

"Will shove Guppy instead," Atton says, sleepily (and more than a little grumpily).

[guppy_sandhu]

Guppy sighs.

"Help me sit him up." he says to Will. "Atton, this is not a hospital, you need to co-operate because I don't have unlimited kit here, and if you go unconscious again you'll need the IV fluids."