IMDB flu cont.

[imthepilot]

Bodhi and Galen have finally found each other, or so it would seem. And apart from Galen being ill and Bodhi being… well, a bit of a mess, they’re happy.

Bodhi’s been busy in the kitchen and has a big pot of a creamy coconut curry-like soup and an urn of tea. Enough for anyone else who might be feeling poorly.

Find Bodhi in the kitchen, Hannibal ‘Galen’ by the fire, or both curled up on the couch with said soup and tea

{ooc: tag one or either or both. Warnings for slowtime and timezones.}

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[cook_the_rude]

Galen is feeling rather cold at the moment, so he not only cuddles close to Bodhi, he has also wrapped his cold hands around the warm mug of tea.

[imthepilot]

Bodhi's lost weight and muscle tone since... well since it happened. But cooking for Galen, the joy of having meaning again, has put colour back in his cheeks.

He sits with Galen against his chest, arms around him, just holding Galen. Just...

Stars, he feels so light, so good.

[cook_the_rude]

"There are creatures here," Galen remarks, sipping his tea. He's relatively clear today, with a sense of brittle elation that means the fever will be back with a vengeance.

"What are the spiky ones in that glass tank?"

[imthepilot]

"There are." He rests the back of his hand on Galen's forehead, watchful and worried, especially given how cold Galen seems to be, despite the fever.

"The furred ones are called Rats, they seem to serve here. They're very helpful, especially in the kitchen. And they watch out for people they like. They remind me of your story about Jyn and the Ewoks. I'm not sure what the ones in the tank are."

[cook_the_rude]

"The black one staring at us from the rafters is a rat as well, I guess?" Galen says. "It has very pointy ears and very big yellow eyes -- there!"

He points to where Myrrh is perched above them.

[imthepilot]

He looks up and shakes his head, holding a hand out to her. "No, this is Myrrh. She has been my comfort and companion since arriving her. I think I would have given in to despair is it wasn't for her."

Myrrh jumps down to land near Bodhi, head-butting him softly.

[cook_the_rude]

"Hello, Myrrh," Galen says, smiling at the small furry alien. "I'm glad you've looked after Bodhi. He can use a friend. What planet are you from?"

[imthepilot]

Myrrh gives Galen a conversational little mew and drapes herself around Bodhi's neck where she can watch Galen. And accept pats while she's at it.

Bodhi smiles and pets her gently. "She's from a world called Gaul, I believe. Her people came with the survivors of a war."

[cook_the_rude]

"She seems a very good friend," Galen says, smiling at the little alien. Understanding droids and aliens when they speak their own language is common, after all, and he has no doubt she does so, too.

"I hope you'll get on with me as well," he says to her. "Can we offer you anything? Tea?"

[imthepilot]

"Some fish, Myrrh?" He asks, knowing her favourites. Myrrh purrs a very distinct affirmative.

Bodhi waves down a rat and asks for a plate of fish for Myrrh, settling back to snuggle with Galen. "How are you feeling?"

[cook_the_rude]

"As if some cruel cook were trying to scramble my brain," Galen says. "But oddly happy in a woozy way."

He turns his head to grin at Bodhi.

"Snuggling with you, hot tea, and no need to move in the foreseeable future is apparently enough to make a sick Galen quite content. He's a simple creature."

He looks at Myrrh. "Not a brilliant conversationalist right now, though, sorry."

[imthepilot]

"And talking about himself in the third person." Bodhi chuckles softly, still stroking Galen's arm.

He watches as Myrrh jumps down to delight in her plate of tuna.

Bodhi sighs and rests his head Galen's shoulder. "There's... there's a lot we need to talk about. When... when you're feeling better."

[cook_the_rude]

"Sounds ominous," Galen says. "Can you give me a rough agenda? Just so I don't do anything wrong, offend no rats, and don't do things that get on your nerves."

[herr_bookman]

Autor sounds like he's about to hack up a shoe as he comes down the stairs for painkillers and tea. He spots the two snuggling on the couch and makes a beeline for them.

"What on earth are you doing, Dr. Lecter?" Autor says to Hannibal, narrowing his eyes at both of them. "You look awful."

[cook_the_rude]

Galen looks up at the young man and shakes his head with a little smile.

"If Dr. Lecter is the Hannibal they keep mentioning, then I'm sorry," he says, sounding as bad as he looks. "I'm not him. Galen instead of Hannibal, Erso instead of Lecter. Only the Doctor can stay, and that is for science, not medicine."

He coughs after this long speech, and takes a sip from his tea. Then, he looks up at Bodhi.

"As for what I am doing, I'm sick and being pampered by Bodhi."

[imthepilot]

Bodhi rubs Galen's back, trying to sooth the cough. "It's an easy mistake to make. I... I made that mistake when I first came here. It was... distressing."

[herr_bookman]

Autor dabs at his runny nose with a handkerchief that he pulls from his pocket. He looks from Dr. Lecter to Bodhi. "I don't think I'm making a mistake. There's a hallucinogenic flu going around the bar, which he's clearly got. It makes you think you're someone else, with their memories and experiences and everything. This man is not who you think he is."

[imthepilot]

Bodhi shakes his head, face blank with denial.

[cook_the_rude]

Galen chuckles. "I know who I am, and what I did, and whom I love," he says, looking at Bodhi with a reassuring fond smile. "I'm sorry I'm not that friend you are looking for."

[herr_bookman]

Autor coughs into his handkerchief for a few moments, and then folds his arms. "If you don't believe me, ask the bar," he says. "She'll know who he is. Who he really is."

[imthepilot]

Bodhi gets up, fronting the boy. "I don't need to ask the bar. I know who he is. Now leave us alone." He hisses angrily, his face livid. "Go away."

[cook_the_rude]

Galen sits up straight and looks at Autor, shaking his head. "You are a bit annoying," he says mildly, "and you have pissed off my lover, which is not a good thing. We were just having tea and soup and being lazy, and would please like to get back to it."

Beat.

"Thank you."

[herr_bookman]

Autor stares at the two of them. "I tried to warn you," the boy says to Bodhi, and then stalks off, nonplussed.

[imthepilot]

Bodhi sits down heavily on the edge of the couch, trembling.

[cook_the_rude]

"Why would he say such a thing?" Galen says, still confused. He puts an arm around Bodhi to calm him.