Library [11/15]

[no-toast-thanks.livejournal.com]

Thursday arrived early again on Thursday, setting Friday up in her office. After yesterday's news, she was more than concerned and kept checking on Friday more than was really necessary. She broke from the usual library rules today by making sure there was plenty of coffee, other drinks and food to go around for anyone who wanted to stop by.

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Re: Afternoon

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

Sokka wiped some sweat off his forehead -- it was getting hot in here -- and picked up another book. "Yeah, but that doesn't help much," he grumbled. "I mean, fevers are pretty generic."

Re: Afternoon

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"A cough has been pretty common, too," Peter said.

Re: Afternoon

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

Sokka cleared his throat and grimaced at the book in his hands. "Again with the not helpful. I mean" -- a long, sharp cough interrupted whatever it was he was going to say, and he bent nearly double at it played itself out. "Don't" -- cough -- "say anything," he warned Peter. "Just clearing my throat."

Re: Afternoon

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"The big sign tends to be a rash," Peter noted, watching Sokka to see if he was actually sick or just a hypochondriac.

Re: Afternoon

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

"Right, right, the rash!" Sokka exclaimed, scratching at his arm. "It's a pretty unique one, too, right? Maybe that'll help?" The itching got worse, and he scratched harder, but his sleeve was bunching up weird and not helping. "Did anyone get a picture of what it actually looks like?" he asked, as he pulled his sleeve up to reveal the rash spreading all over his arm and scratched at it. "I think I remember seeing a few pictures of rashes in one of the books?"

Re: Afternoon

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"I haven't seen any pictures of it, but that rash you have there doesn't look too good," Peter said. "You should probably get over to town hall to get it checked out."

Re: Afternoon

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

"YAAAAGH!!!" Sokka jumped backward, staring at his arm as if it was going to start eating his face. "I'm not going to die!!! I'm not going to die!!!" He crumpled into a little heap on the floor.

And then he sighed and stood up. "Right. Okay. It was nice hanging out with all of you guys, but I've got places to be."

Re: Afternoon

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"Need any help getting down there?" Peter asked.

Re: Afternoon

[sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com]

"Nah, I'm fine," Sokka said, waving him off. "You just find that cure okay? If I die, I will PERSONALLY find you and kick your butt."

Re: Afternoon

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"Will do," Peter promised. "Good luck. Stay strong. We'll get this taken care of."