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Post by Deleted on Dec 2, 2016 15:08:33 GMT -5
(something needs to happen but I can't think of what....)
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Post by Deleted on Dec 2, 2016 15:09:19 GMT -5
She gets hurt? Or faints during this or sounds unrealistic?)
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Post by Deleted on Dec 2, 2016 15:13:13 GMT -5
(Hmm... that works. Lets do a little time skip...)
Temma wasn't in the Garage two mornings later - strange, and efimitely not a good sign. Sure enough, she was laying on her bed, skin deathly pale and fever dangerously high. She was shivering badly, her lips slightly blue as she slept fitfully. Her eyes opened a slit, her vision hazed with fever as she curled into a tighter fetal position on her bed, wearing a pair of flannel night pants and a black tank top. She looked absolutely awful - bad enough to need professional medical help.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 2, 2016 15:15:13 GMT -5
Daryl woke up finding Temma and he noticed she wasn't looking well at all. "Tessa? You alright?", asked the man Wlaking into her room seeing her on her bed. Daryl frowned knowing this wasn't a good sign at all.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 2, 2016 15:33:56 GMT -5
"Yeah...." Temmas voice was weak, hazy - attempting to curl further into herself as an ache chiseled into her head, her stomach turning from the headache. "I'll be good... no worries..."
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Post by Deleted on Dec 2, 2016 15:37:52 GMT -5
Daryl walked closer to her and blinked slowly. His eyes looked at Tessa and he sat down on her bed and said quietly,"So maybe we could delay the plan so you could heal." Daryl frowned knowing she will protest, but it was worth the try because he didn't want Tessa to die during the mission.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 2, 2016 21:47:16 GMT -5
Surprisingly, Temma didn't reel into protests immediately - she remained silent, closing her eyes and breathing deep, trying to tame her nausea. "Okay," she agreed reluctantly, shivering intensely as she lay there, the sheets and blankets to the side - despite her shivering, she was burning from fever, and didn't feel comfortable with the blankets on.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 2, 2016 21:57:28 GMT -5
Daryl said,"Okay, tell me if there is anything you need Tessa." He leaned over to Tessa and kissed her forehead like a parent kissing their child.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 2, 2016 22:03:02 GMT -5
(Oh my god - I just noticed your new profile meme. It's beautiful. XD)
Temma closed her eyes as he leaned over, his lips pressing against her forehead. The heat was high - too high for an average fever. She needed professional help, and quickly, if she wanted to be able to get up ever again. Already, her strength was dwindling - she didn't bother moving as he kissed her face. "Alright..."
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Post by Deleted on Dec 2, 2016 22:06:17 GMT -5
"I'll be right back.", told Daryl to Tessa as he got up and exited the room going to find some towels. Quickly, his eyes spotted a towel and he went to find water, cold water. After wetting the towel, Daryl returned and put the towel on top of Tessa. "Is this better?", asked Daryl to her.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 2, 2016 22:22:35 GMT -5
Temma let out a sigh of quiet relief, the heat from her fever sucked up by the cold, damp towel. Her shivering decreased slightly, the towel soon growing warm. "Thank you," She said, her voice huskier than normal as she let her eyes fall shut, ignoring the dim lighting as she tried to regulate ehr breathing.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 2, 2016 22:26:37 GMT -5
Daryl sighed and sat down on her bed again hoping she'll get better. He then laid beside Tessa looking up at the ceiling and blinked.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 3, 2016 21:33:04 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on Dec 5, 2016 14:09:44 GMT -5
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