Sick...

[notcalledlizzie]

Elizabeth is lying in bed in her dorm room, alternating between shivering and kicking off the covers because she is too hot.

Her face is ghostly white, and had been ever since she had fainted earlier that morning.

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[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

(OOC: Beka will be by to see her later and read to her as promised. Must. Go. Eat. *hugs*)

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

[ooc: Cool!! *hugs*]

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

((Okay, I will ask. Is someone supposed to find Weir? Or is it known that she's sick? I'm trying to find an excuse for him to come and drop by, but he already saw Janet earlier.))

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

[ooc: You can find her if you like, or it can be known. I'm just rushing around trying to figure out if I've forgotten anything at the moment and should really not be anywhere near the computer!]

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

((Gah. I think I'm going to take a raincheck for now. Cam has been running around all over the place. Later? When you're less busy?))

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

[ooc: *snerks* Later I'm at JFK, and then on a trans-Atlantic flight *g* This is just so Liz has an excuse not to be in class ;)]

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

((Oh! Gotcha! Damn. *flails* He just ran into Vala. *snuggles*))

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

[ooc: *snuggles* I'll "see" you when I'm back in the UK...]

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

((Oooo! We'll actually be only 1 hour apart! Yaay!))

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

*knocking*

Liz? Hon, I heard you weren't well. I thought I'd come over and keep you company for a bit. If you need it. *there's concern in her voice*

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

*sticks her head out from under the covers*

*hoarse throat* Hey Beka

*sniffles* Company would be great... as long as you're not scared of catching the plague! *tries to laugh, but ends up coughing instead*

I guess I've missed all the zombie good clear up...

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

*hurries in*

Liz... *looks very worried* Are you OK?

Don't worry about me. I can't catch your colds. I'm 3500 years past you immunity wise. *grins*

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

*waves hand dismissively*

I'm fine... just managed to catch this damn bug. And this is most certainly not your common cold. so be careful

[ooc: I'm thinking off calling it something along the lines of "Munisawayitus" *g*]

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

I'll be careful. Promise. *strokes her hair back off her cheek*

Anything I can do for you?

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Sorry you're sick. Anything I can get you? Orange juice? My drugs? Kawalsky.

Hmmm, Kawalsky. Heh.

we're having a campaign meeting tonight. Strategy etcetera. If you don't change your mind about being Veep, we need to find a new presidential candidate.... Lisa's about to leave.

Get better soon.