Technological Revenge, and It's Effect... (Saph and Neshimo)

[Neshimo]

"Awe geez." A sigh as he slowly makes his way over too her, and feels her head. "High....alright, you won't be getting up for a while." He slowly begins heading outwards too the bathroom again, picking up small towels, and a small bowl of warm water. Also an extra large shirt for her, and a pair of socks from a separate storage room, and first and fore most, while gulping. "Time too get you changed..." Logically, he puts the shirt on first, then easing her out of the sleeping bag, begins too remove her damp clothing.

 

[SaphireTsuki]

Saphire didn't wake the entire time, still sweating and the fever had put an unhealthy flush to her skin. The loose clothing, though heavy from water, slipped off of her easily, the only potentially hard part being that her sleeves were too big to let her arms go through the shirt's sleeve without being removed. There was no resistance from her form, though the moment she would be put down on the floor she'd start curling into a ball again, to lessen the size of her body, hiding her from being a target.

 

[Neshimo]

"Damnit, not right now." He does his best too get her arm out of both sleeves first, then just lifts her damp kimono off, and out of the shirts collar. He then, taking her legs out a small bit of her curling, slowly eases the socks onto her feet, "Now the harder part." She keeps curling, so as too keep her from feeling the need too do so, he places her head in his lap, the begins to dampen a warm cloth in the warm water, and wipes the sweat off her. "Calm down, Saphire, no one is trying too hurt you right now."

 

[SaphireTsuki]

A tiny whimper escapes her, but she stopped curling up as he told her. The warm water that was wiping off her sweat felt good, and she relaxed, never quite completely but enough to look like she wasn't terrified. It wasn't long before she tried to turn over, only to stop when the pain in her leg woke her up. She opened her eyes for a few seconds, saw Jamil, and closed them. While they had been open they'd been glazed with the fever, an almost fearful look in them.


She'd never liked getting sick, and it was worse now that she wasn't completely human.

 

[Neshimo]

"There she is..." He gives a smile, and seeing this flu enough times the glazed eyes, and the fever don't scare him much. If a child can get through it, she should be able too. After wiping the sweat off of her, he begins placing the cover that was once around him, around her, then proceeds too place her in a separate sleeping bag, the one she was in wet from before. Another dampened warm washcloth on her head, and hopefully, she'll feel fine. "I'll be here if you need anything...infact." With all the heat, she may need a supply of water as well, so he goes too their bags, getting the rest of the water, about 3 bottles, from their travels, and places them down near her.

 

[SaphireTsuki]

A cough, she was awake, and somehow couldn't fall asleep again. Instead one arm reached for a bottle, she shakily took a drink from it. Once she'd done so she put it back down. At least it wasn't the same burning thirst... and her head turned, eyes looking for Jamil. She knew he was in here, remembering seeing him, and she was trying hard not to start muttering to herself. She saw him, and her hand reached for him... not even realizing the fact that she looked remarkably similar to a young, innocent child.

 

[Neshimo]

"I'm here." A smile, as he takes her hand in both of his, and places it back on her stomach. "Don't over exert yourself, just keep getting rest, and get better soon." A soft run through her hair, he focuses his eyes into the small grey that seemingly covers them for the moments he can. Something even he can deal with, taking care of a sick girl, with all his heart invested.

 

[SaphireTsuki]

Slowly she smiled, not fully, but the kind of smile one get's when they know something is good, but won't last. It's too bad... I finally fall in love with someone, and I have to resign myself to almost certain death. It was the perfect time, to tell him. This had to be a dream... he'd just run his hand through her hair, and all... if she can't say that she loves him in a dream... she'll never be able to say it. "I love you, Jamil." The feaver slurred her words, but they were clear enough to hear and understand. She closed her eyes, feeling the fever draw her back to sleep, but opened them again, the fuzziness she saw convincing her that this was a dream, and her not wanting to wake from it yet.

 

[Neshimo]

"I see, you love me?" This was, unexpected too be brusque, he'd planned something too say, and something too do, but would she even remember what'd happen tonight after she'd most likely forget, though still, plans were made too be used, so placing a hand on her cheek, a serious expression comes on his face. "I'm truly in love with you too, Saphire." The smallest, quickest, and lightest kiss, is planted on her lips by him, as he retreats from her face, and continues too pet her. "With that, I need too replace your head cloth."

 

[SaphireTsuki]

Saphire blinked, to fever addled and confused to know what to do about the kiss... and just nodded, the cloth that was on her head falling down to cover her eyes. "I'm so happy...." She almost said 'even if this is a dream', but knew that'd ruin the moment, so she just let sleep take her again, actually falling asleep faster. Whether he changed anything or not... well, that didn't matter. She just wanted to say it, even in a dream.... and of course, she wouldn't actually remember this, too tired to do so now.

 

[Neshimo]

"I'm glad we both are then." He wrings, wets, and re wrings the cloth out and places it back on her head, then decides too sit her up a bit on him, not wanting her too choke in-case any fluids decides too come back out. "Well then, hopefully she remembers this after the storms over, or Saphire, I'll promise you, you will be confused for the next few days." A smirk, and small chuckle, not with any evil intent at all, but just a harmless want too have some fun with her.

 

[SaphireTsuki]

(Oh come on.... draw it out a bit longer than that. Maybe until they're about to take down /him/. xD Just kidding, whenever you want.))


Saphire slept like that, sometimes breathing heavily, sometimes coughing up phlegm, but always asleep. She leaned into Jamil instinctually, and whenever she was put on the floor she turned to face him, seeming to somehow always know where he was. If someone else came into the room she'd start curling into a ball... and eventually she'd wake up, eyes unfocused, and not remembering anything of the night before... especially not her confession.

 

[Neshimo]

((Hmm, it depends on just how long he's feeling up too it -w-))


Taking care of a beautiful, and loving half machine girl, who is on love with me. "I can handle it." A smile, as through the night, and even when the lights some back on after the storm, he takes care of her, leaving only for a second too make a meal of meat and starches for when she wakes up, though besides that small 25 minute interval, he's been by her side the whole time, waiting for her too become conscious again.

 

[SaphireTsuki]

Saphire's eyes opened, meeting those of Jamils. Though she still couldn't move out of bed, the slight pounding in her head was a hint to that, she could think again, and her eyes were clearer now. " 'Mornin, Jamil." A yawn, her hand shooting for water, or a plate... whichever she got to first. "Been a while since I've been sick."

 

[Neshimo]

"Good morning, nice too see you better again. At least now we know the flu is your mortal enemy, so not all bad." He keeps petting her after the awakening, gazing into her eyes, then off offhandedly giving her a bottle of water. "Don't worry about it, it was incredibly fun taking care of you through the rain, more so than I thought it'd be."

 

[SaphireTsuki]

Saphire's thoughts ran along the lines of: He's still petting my hair. It's not bad, but still.... why? And what's with the gazing into my eyes? Oh! Water! At which point she grabbed the bottle of water, started to drink from it, and threw the thoughts she'd had before out the window. He was acting weird, but it probably had something to do with her being sick. "More fun? How is taking care of someone who... " She moved to get up onto her feet, but the moment she tried to she got dizzy and fell back into him, half-empty water-bottle sloshing slightly, "... still... can't move, fun?"

 

[Neshimo]

"I'd say so, fun." Another smile as her holds her and her hand holding the water bottle too keep it from spilling over. "Don't get up too quickly, and second, I've also made something for you if you're famished. I'll sit you up and help feed you, only if I'm wanted though." He can see somethings off about her, though whether it is the sickness or her confession is yet too be realized, so he waits for a clear sign of remembrance first.

 

[SaphireTsuki]

She blinked, still confused, and asked... "What, did something happen that would make me not want you around?" At this point she just didn't want to piece together his actions. She was too woozy, barely able to think... and frankly she was enjoying the sensation of his hand on top of hers.

 

[Neshimo]

"Not sure, quite a few things happened while you were sick, you may not remember everything." Now the pranks begin, as her not in the least bit knowing anything that could make her feel the least bit embarrassed, he slowly picks her up, his wound not feeling sore at all at this point, though still not wanting too push himself over the edge. "Still, let get you fed first, will it be the couch, or the table?"

 

[SaphireTsuki]

"Umm... sit me up on the couch, please?" She was feeling a little sore, and she had no clue why. The softness of the couch would be a welcome change from the hard chair and probably would be one of few chances she'd have. So, she'd take advantage of it... even if it'd be hard for Jamil to set her down there.... she felt like being a bit selfish. "And.... umm.... y-you, if you don't think you'll get sick, you can sit next to me."

 

[Neshimo]

"Sure, I'll do just that then." With some difficulty, he sits her down comfortably on the couch, then after an exhale, goes too get the meat prepared for when she's awakened, which thankfully is now. Still warm from the small amount of heat he used from placing it on the tea heater for a small while. A side of fruits too help her immune system, or as much as he was told, and with that, he sits back down next too her. "Well then, what would you like too try first?"

 

[SaphireTsuki]

"The fruit, please." She probably needed the meat more, but she'd keep the nutrients of the fruit better. Or would it be that she needed the fruit more? She wasn't sure anymore.... and that was probably a good thing. At least she was next to him.... and she let herself lean back into the couch, instead of struggling to sit up straight. "Jamil... I want to apologize now. I'm probably going to be very... very selfish." She always was, when she was safe and sick. It was the only time she let herself be so.

 

[Neshimo]

"I don't mind at all, your a cute girl too take care of." Maybe too early, no, he's going too make her pay for forgetting, even if she was ill during it, so stabs a fork getting an apple slice, and it also a bit hot, warms it as too not burn her, or let her body feel any discomfort for now, except from him teasing her that is. "Say ahhh~"

 

[SaphireTsuki]

She blinked, stuttered, and mutely opened her mouth when he offered the fruit. A blush... hidden behind the look of her fevered face, something was definitely off about him. She nearly started fidgeting, she leaned close enough the the apple to take a bit, visibly confused as to whether she should look at him or the apple, eyebrows drawing confusedly.

 

[Neshimo]

"Here you are." Placing it on her lips so she can take the bite herself, just giving a loving gaze as he tries too find another trap in her speech so as too continue his charade of play, and just love her the way he wishes, yet not too soon, not until he's truly finished, no, even afterwards he'll keep going on before telling her completely what happened last night.