Week 1 - Thursday Night - Cabin 3 Slumber-Party?!

[finalguard]

[ We're all sick, we're all afraid. The last part is debatable. ]

((Cabinmate mingle for the pre-murder night. Since we're all in the same cabin, threadjacking and just general messy posting is encouraged unless a different pref is stated in a thread header.

I put two headers, one for pre-10pm sickness misery and one for 10pm when we all miracle heal, because I think it'd be difficult to decide 'now is the time' unanimously in ongoing threads between 8 people.))

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[homeecspacecop]

[Too late. Chuuta can't even breathe anymore, and Nine gets nothing but a wide-eyed panicking stare in response to his offer and then---


well, then it hits 10:00 and the discoloration just vanishes and Chuuta sucks in a huge, desperate gasp of air. BOY ITS A GOOD THING PASTOR DAN DIED JUST THEN HUH]

[linearcrash]

[ He drops the water when he sees that it's too late, and that he might fall to pieces...

and then it happens. He no longer feels warm and sluggish and he can see that the kid is getting normal again. Nine drops down to his knees, already forgetting how to stand for a moment after of that shit. ]

The hell... you were giving me a heart attack, yo!

[ Shit. Scrubbing at the top of his head with his hand as he tries to calm down. ]

[homeecspacecop]

[He's working on breathing right now, but he's...]

I'm... okay?

[You're okay, Chuuta!]

[????????????]

[linearcrash]

[ His heart is still pounding and he leans over to just give him a pinch in the arm. ]

Feel that, yo?

[ Nine is grabbing on to the edge of the bed cause shit his legs still feel like jelly. ]

[homeecspacecop]

Y-yeah. [Chuuta says, rubbing at his arm with his... healed... hand. He feels like he's going to be sick, not because he is sick anymore, but because of the shock of what just happened.

Sorry, Nine, Chuuta's just going to curl in on himself for a couple moments. He's not crying, but he is shaking and gasping for air.]

[linearcrash]

[ Nine picks up the water bottle and move to sit on the edge of his bed. Putting the bottle against Chuuta so he knows it's there. Leaning back with hands behind him. He'll wait there. ]

[homeecspacecop]

[Eventually, Chuuta uncurls and takes that water bottle. He isn't as thirsty as he was before, he doesn't think he'll ever be that thirsty again, but he still feels... weird.

Drinking water helps, and Drew knocking his fin up against Chuuta's chin helps a little too. Enough that Chuuta can look over at Nine.]

Are... are you okay?

[linearcrash]

[ Looking back and he gives a nod. ]

Back to one-hundred percent, yo.

[ So he's good. ]

That scared me though. Thought you were going to... [ You know. ]

[homeecspacecop]

... me too. [He's been that close to death before, but this time... this time Drew was still there with him, there was no change in their symbiosis, no program activated that would send the Monitalien to another host. Was it because everyone in here was so sick?]

[Chuuta?]

I should have gone outside. There wasn't anyone in here for Drew to transfer to.

[linearcrash]

Hey, You're both fine now, right? Don't beat yourself up over it.

[ He's turning to look at them. ]

Worry about a contingency plan tomorrow, yo.

[homeecspacecop]

[He has to worry about this today, right now, because he hasn't ever had to worry about it before, and there's suddenly the very real potential that if he dies here, there won't be anyone for Drew to go to.]

[Chuuta?]

I can't die here. I can't let that happen.

[linearcrash]

Don't talk like that, yo.

[ What could and might happen seem like something Nine has never worried about. Mother said that's wasn't something they would need to worry about...

but she wasn't here. And it's one of his cabin mates. It doesn't feel right. ]

Just stick with one of us.

[homeecspacecop]

We should all stick together. That's the safest thing to do.

[linearcrash]

Can't stick together all the time. [ you know that would get a little awkward especially with all the flirting that's going on ]

But I will be here every night shit is bad, yo.

[homeecspacecop]

... thanks.

[linearcrash]

Try to get some sleep, yo. Not going any where. I'll keep an out for you both.

[ Alien critter too ]

[homeecspacecop]

[Both. That's... a really nice thing to say, and Chuuta isn't sure if the warmth he's feeling is from him or Drew.]

Thanks. I'll... try and get some sleep.