=005= [Voice, then Written Text / Action for HazMat Crew]

[willwork4sugar]

[Voice]

Just a few weeks. Yeah. I can do this. No problem...



[Half an hour later...]
[Written]



[Shipmates, feel free to find the poor guy sprawled out by the table in the galley. Unfortunately, don't expect much response from him over the journal. Someone's going through sugar withdrawal.]

Comments

[action]

[youhearthebells]

[sure does find him in the galley...after reading his journal. And promptly smacks him in the back of the head]

You're not gonna die. Get up.

[willwork4sugar]

[So cruel, cap. Stubbornly going to remain faceplanted.]

Ughnn.......

[youhearthebells]

[yes, yes he is. No mercy.]

How the hell did you even agree with her on that?

[Voice]

[summing_it_up]

[He just got to reading the note. The journal may be picking up his voice.]

...I'm very sure I just saw you alive and well earlier...

[Voice]

[willwork4sugar]

...............mfngfmm....

[Voice]

[summing_it_up]

All right. Maybe I should check on you...

[anelegantmyth]

[Now that's something you don't see everyday. She went to the galley looking for something to snack on. Not at all expecting to see a half dead Gaius. Though she just assumed he fell asleep there and drapes her coat over him at a makeshift blanket.

See? She's nice.

She'll now take a seat on the other side of the table and snack on a bowl of berries.]

[willwork4sugar]

[That grumble? About the only indication that he's not really asleep. It's kind of hard to tell with him faceplanted against the table though.]

[anelegantmyth]

Berries?

[She pushes the bowl towards him. After all, she said no sweets, she never said anything about sweet fruits.]

Or are you going to not talk to me anymore?

[Written]

[the_dancing_dork]

[...okay then.]

Umm Gaius, don't you think that you're being a little over-dramatic?

[Written]

[willwork4sugar]

[Why you gotta do it the hard way, Leo. It takes him a few tries to even focus enough to read what's written, and that only after deciding that he wasn't hallucinating the words that appeared on the page.

Even then, he only manages a brief, barely legible scrawl in response:]

NO

[Voice]

[the_dancing_dork]

[Okay, fine. he'll use voice then if it's that for the poor thief.]

Riiiight.... that's not an over-the-top reaction at all Gaius.

[voice]

[princelycharm]

Are you dead?

[Voice] I wish I had a faceplant icon for him

[willwork4sugar]

.....nearly.

[Voice] You should XD

[princelycharm]

So will you be dead soon?

How much longer?

Voice

[cry_brady]

You big baby!

[And coming from him, of all people...]

[Voice]

[willwork4sugar]

[Mutter.]

...don't wanna hear it.

[action]

[mostattitude]

[Wanders into the galley after reading this and just stares at him for a moment.]

So. This lock pick set of yours. Where is it?

[MIGHT AS WELL JUST GO GET IT NOW.]

[Action]

[willwork4sugar]

[Gee, that was quick.]

.....guh.

[voice]

[failguardian]

[what's even happening]

Gaius?! What's going on? Are you okay?

[Voice]

[willwork4sugar]

.....need....su..gar....

[Action]

[itspizzatime]

[In the galley, cooking up some sweet things!--actually, jsut BBQ chicken on pizza, but it smells sweet, and he uses brown sugar, sorry. When it's out of the oven, which he's been watching Gaius for half the time he's been cooking, hr brings it out, and over, and plops it down on the table near by. Sitting down across from him he stuffed a slice into his mouth, nomming on it.]

[He hasn't said a word at ALL since he started to cook. Now?]

Dude, you look like heck. Have pizza. The right side is for you.

[the left side is the same, but with gummie bears on it...]

[Action]

[willwork4sugar]

[Something smells good, and even if it's not cake, he can smell that subtle sweetness a mile away.]

...pizza...?

[Gaius manages to turn his head, and with a little more effort even lifts it as he reaches a shaky hand towards the pizza.]

[voice] (Sorry this is so very, very late)

[grizzly_tea]

G-Gaius!

[A torrent of emotions is flooding through Maribelle, concern, sorrow, affection, guilt and all manner of tumbling emotions. Then... she remembered... that it was Gaius, and he said something about just a few weeks. Oh gods he couldn't be... that might kill him but... in possibly the most pathetic way she'd ever seen a man lose their mind first.]

Gaius... I'm touched that you remembered me and my birthday in your... final moments shall we say? So forgive me if this seems like a harsh question but, are you seriously dying from sugar withdrawal!?!

[Voice] Better late than never! :D

[willwork4sugar]

....th-that you, Twinkles..?

[Don't think it hasn't occurred to him how pathetic it sounds, but it's another thing entirely when you're feeling it.]

S-sure seems like... It's possible, right..?