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To: Dayspring, Nathan
From: MacTaggart, Moira
Subject:

Even under medication, you still end up being a massive bed-hog. How the bloody hell do you manage that?

(Feeling any better?)

Moira

Comments

Subject: you're smaller than I am...

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So you need less room.

(I'm re-mastering the art of walking. Once I've done that and made myself presentable, I'll come find you downstairs... it may be an hour or so. Or three.)

Re: Subject: you're smaller than I am...

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Still, the entire bed? It is rather cute, though...just means I get to steal all the blankets.

(Why don't I find you? I haven't had lunch yet...*thinks*...and I didn't eat yesterday...shit...)

Subject: EAT! Dammit!

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I was afraid of that, you know. If you come up here to continue keeping an eye on my sorry carcass and you haven't eaten, I... I'm locking you out of your rooms until you do. I was going to say I would carry you downstairs to the kitchen and force-feed you, but we both know I couldn't manage that today if my life depended on it.

And yes, I know I'm a hypocrite, given that I haven't eaten much in the last two days, but I've always been a big proponent of 'do as I say, not as I do'. So there.

Re: Subject: EAT! Dammit!

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*scowl* You bloody well even try and lock me out of my own rooms and then you'll have to deal with me when I've broken a leg trying to kick the damned door down. Actually, no, I know where Cain keeps his tools. I'd just take the door off the hinges.

So there yourself.

(Once the shakes have gone away, I'm bringing food up for the -both- of us and I'll sit on you until you eat.)

Subject: one word...

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Telekinetic shield.

...wait, that's two...

Re: Subject: one word...

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Me buying you incredibly ugly, brightly colored Hawaiian shirts and stealing the rest of your clothing.

Subject: I'll have you know...

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I look very dashing in Hawaiian shirts. Remind me to tell you about the time in Cuba with G.W. and Grizz and how our Hawaiian shirts saved our lives.

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No way are you getting out of telling me this story. (*sigh* Bloody...you realize that the rest of your birthday present is going to be Hawaiian shirts, right?)

(On my way to the kitchen, want anything in particular?)