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[gorlim.livejournal.com]

It's Gorlim.

In the bar.

Yep, it's early. It's called, mun at work sitting in for her sister's boyfriend.

It's called, mun is OWWWWWWED.

But on the plus side (?), Gorlim's here, and will be for the forseeable future.

Yay?

Unlike his mun, Gorlim gets to sleep. On the couch. He could probably use pouncing.

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[amanda-darieux.livejournal.com]

Gorlim will get to keep sleeping for the time as Amanda walks over and puts a warm blanket over him before she takes a seat and continues reading.

She will keep an eye on him so they can speak when he wakes up.

[gorlim.livejournal.com]

That's adorable.

And while Gorlim's startle reflex is very slightly muffled thanks to some... stuff... from Dr. Malcolm Crowe, he is by nature a light sleeper and a bit jumpy. So he does wake up -- startled, really, by the fact that he is no longer as cold as he was.

Unfortunately, he still has a cold. Colds are annoying that way.

He blinks a bit, and then smiles.

"Morning, Amanda." Pause. "It is morning still?"

[amanda-darieux.livejournal.com]

Nodding, "Yes it is. I'm sorry to have woken you."

Her book placed gently to the side as she addresses the sick fellow. "Would you perhaps care for some tea?" Some mint tea might be hlepful at the very least he needs his fluids.

Amanda is just happy she doesn't have to worry about catching a cold.

[gorlim.livejournal.com]

He sits up and stretches with a yawn that ends in a sneeze.

Work that one out, if you can.

"Tea'd be nice," he says, sniffing. "Thanks. Ah, don't worry about waking me up. Probably not great to hog the couch anyway."

[amanda-darieux.livejournal.com]

"Bless you."

She waves down a wait-rat and orders a pot and two cups of mint tea. When it arrives she pours a cup for each of them and hands one to Gorlim.

"I think we can spare the couch for you to have a rest. Your health is more important."

[gorlim.livejournal.com]

He takes the tea with a grateful smile and hovers over it, trying to breathe it more than drink it.

"I'm sure someone will show up sooner or later and drag me up to one of a number of rooms and make me go back to sleep if they think I need it." He gives a fond chuckle. "How are you, Amanda?"

[amanda-darieux.livejournal.com]

On the other hand she actually drinks her tea trying to keep calm.

"Sounds like you have good friends. I on the other hand am far too selfish." considering his question for a moment, "I am doing well enough. How about yourself?, other then your cold of course.""

[gorlim.livejournal.com]

"Other than my cold, I persist as always." He fixes her with a calculating gaze. "You do not," he observes, "sound entirely well."

Mind your own business is not a phrase Gorlim considers applicable to him personally.

[amanda-darieux.livejournal.com]

That's okay it isn't that personal and she likes him. "I am alright it's just that a friend of mine is in the infirmary and I am concerned."

Again sipping her tea. The smile that she flashes Gorlim is genuine and sincere.

[guppy_sandhu]

Cat sees Gorlim.

Cat gets ready to jump on him to say hello.

Guppy sees cat.

Cat jumps.

Guppy leaps forward and catches cat in mid-air.

Guppy does spectacular martial arts roll and lands on feet with cat safely in arms

Guppy lands on arm of chair next to Gorlim, on his stomach, and goes "oof".

Cat jumps free and smirks

[gorlim.livejournal.com]

If Gorlim hadn't been nearly awake already, he would have been after that display.

"Morning Guppy. Scampi." He drags himself awake, blinks, sniffs a bit because he's still got a cold. He offers a hand to the cat.

[guppy_sandhu]

"Morning, sorry Gorlim."

Scampi purrs and jumps onto Gorlim, lying down on top of him and purring.

[gorlim.livejournal.com]

He scritches the cat happily. He's not seen his own in a few days -- he's been avoiding his room so Kelly doesn't get sick.

"Ah, she's a dear. How are you, Guppy?"

[guppy_sandhu]

Guppy smiles. "He does keep me company, yes. I'm okay, how are you?"

[gorlim.livejournal.com]

He sneezes. He attempts to do it in a way that will not startle the cat, though.

"Sick," he says, underlining the possibly obvious. "Not so bad, though. Was asking for it, wandering about in the cold at night after the losing blood thing with Satan."

Gorlim is not so much accident-prone as he is a neon sign begging for potentially harmful things to come over and have a chat and a cup of coffee.

[guppy_sandhu]

Scampi, who has been known to sneeze at will when something in front of him deserves it, or if he just feels like it, decides this is a form of communication so sneezes back. On Gorlim.

"Scamps! I swear you do that on purpose."

He picks up the cat and hands Gorlim a tissue.

"Has anyone checked you over?" he asks Gorlim, just knowing that one of these days some intergalactic flu is going to break out. He frowns slightly.

"You and Satan gave blood?"

He's not terribly awake this morning.

[gorlim.livejournal.com]

Gorlim laughs at the cat, takes the tissue, and blows his nose.

"Um... Malcolm checked me over, but not for a cold." He sniffs. It's tempting to throw the balles-up tissue at the cat and let it be chased, but his wife has already scolded him for doing that with Ailbhe. Apparently used tissues are not acceptible cat toys.

Go figure.

"No -- I gave my blood to Satan. It was bloody stupid. I passed out for a while then went and got drunk in the snow. Doubly bloody stupid."

[namo]

The Vala will not be pouncing the Gorlim, as much as he may like to.

He is aware of Gorlim's reflexes, and so he does not touch him. It's one thing to go to sleep with someone and wake them up the next morning. It's quite another to surprise them while they doze on the couch.

Instead, he crouches next to him, his mind lightly brushing Gorlim's in a warm 'hello'.

[gorlim.livejournal.com]

Gorlim squirms a bit, squeezing his eyes shut.

[namo]

Decides to use current time, since it's easier for the mun's head.

"No, love, it is well after noon."

He rests his hand on top of Gorlim's.

[gorlim.livejournal.com]

Much easier.

Gorlim cracks an eye open and sighs.

"Means I gotta wake up again, hm?"

The pills he got from Guppy have made his headache better, brought his temperature down a bit, but he still has a cold and therefor is tired and marginally crappy-feeling.

[namo]

"You do not have to, love," he replies, rubbing his thumb along Gorlim's hand. "I could go occupy myself with some other task, or I could curl up on the sofa with you."

His other hand comes to absently stroke the necklace of acorns he had not removed since Gorlim put them on his neck.

"I did not see you yesterday, and so I missed you. I wanted to see if you were feeling any better."

[gorlim.livejournal.com]

"No," he says. "But it's lovely you're here now."

He scoots up, making space for the Vala to sit with him and curling tighter under the blanket Amanda gave him.

[namo]

He sits beside him, running fingers through Gorlim's hair.

"Would you like to rest your head in my lap?"

[gorlim.livejournal.com]

He smiles sleepily.

"I would like that very much, pretty Namo," he replies, leaning over to give him a squeeze and a little tongue-darting lick at the base of his neck.