[Experiment Start--please see the link at the bottom of the entry]

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[Cy appears on the plane in a huddle, muttering to herself. She looks ill. Everything about her seems dull, like someone took an eraser to a sketch of a gray cat and couldn't scrub the image away.]

I don't like this. I don't like this, ladies and gents.

[She sneezes, and there's a flash of light around her. She curls into a ball and starts shivering.]




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[firedprince.livejournal.com]

[Whoa, that's not good. He pulls back a little.] Er --

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[Shiver] Zuko, I would have hoped you were not so easily unsettled.

[firedprince.livejournal.com]

[Zuko freezes. All of the concern is gone from his eyes, replaced by steel, and behind that-- fear.] What?!

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[Cold, her eyes flat and emotionless.] You are a prince of the Fire Nation. It is unbecoming.

[firedprince.livejournal.com]

[Zuko takes a step back, mentally and physically.]

... No. He's not here. You're not him.

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[She stands, her empty eyes fixed on his.] Do you fear me, Prince Zuko?

[firedprince.livejournal.com]

[He can't look away. Can't...]

... Stop it!

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[She breaks into laughter, which is wrong enough, coming from a cat's mouth, but then the laughter melts into a stuttering, feline sound. She staggers.]

It hurts...

[firedprince.livejournal.com]

[As the laughter fades, Zuko approaches her again, steeling himself and taking the kitten into his warm arms.] Maybe I can-- do something. Somehow. I have to try... right?

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[Shiver] It's all in their paddy paws now.

[firedprince.livejournal.com]

[No one else is looking... so... he snuggles into the kitten's fur a bit, holds her so that no cold air can touch except her little face.]

Are you sick?...

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[She likes snuggles, and will attempt a sputtering purr for him] They keep sticking their clammy fingers in my mouth. I can't hardly breathe for howling, Trogdor.

[firedprince.livejournal.com]

What do-- um-- kittens like to drink? [He's hauling Cy to the bar now.] Don't worry. I can stay here for a bit. I don't think anyone should be alone when they're sick, even if they're really annoying sometimes... so... uh... I'll stay for a bit, okay?...

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

I like rainwater and fish juice. [Cuddling against him.]

[firedprince.livejournal.com]

... Uhhh... I don't think they have that here. What about... water? Or cider, or... milk? Augh. I really don't know anything.

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

Water away, Zuko. [Echo-chamber voice comes and goes for a moment.]

[firedprince.livejournal.com]

[fdshjfkdlfd. Zuko freezes for a second. And keeps walking.] Ngghh... Stay here with me, and I'll stay here with you. I promise.

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

Dunno how long I'll last. There's a hundred fists knocking at my door.

[firedprince.livejournal.com]

[Zuko hops clean over the bar and works one handed, finding a shallow bowl (meant for snacks?) and filling it with a bit of water. Gently, as if she'll break, he sets Cy down in front of it-- though one hand hovers on her back protectively.]

Water.

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[Her nose hovers over the bowl for a moment before she dips her head forward and starts drinking, pausing every once in a while for no apparent reason, or sneezing until she almost falls over.]

[firedprince.livejournal.com]

[Zuko hovers close by, making sure she doesn't drown herself or something. After the most horrible sneezing, he drapes a warm, soft washcloth over Cy's shoulders and back, leaving only her tail and head to stick out.] How does that feel?

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[Sputters into a purr again] Them fuzzy shellbacks were right about you.

[firedprince.livejournal.com]

[pauses at that] ... uh.

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

You're nice with a capital, see?

[firedprince.livejournal.com]

[fdsjfhdjfdf] I-it's the fever!