37 (Yes I've started counting. Shut up)

[lamb_of_gold]

[So Mu appears, amidst a pile of what looks like dull, metal rubbish, along with three large stone jars, the Aries Cloth and what look like a hammer and chisel in his hand. He sets the latter two objects on one of the jars, then kneels down and begins to sort through the crap, making about 6 piles into which things seem to be placed indiscriminately. When all the pieces (some no bigger than a fingernail) have been sorted, Mu sits back and sighs very heavily. He reaches towards the pile closest to him, sliding it closer and grabbing at the pair of tools. He spares a look for the Golden Ram standing next to him, smiling a small bit.]

This could take awhile.

Comments

[lamb_of_gold]

Fevers can become lethal very quickly.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[She looks like she's going to cry.] I'll stay in bed. I'll do whatever you tell me to, I promise, just please don't tell them.

[lamb_of_gold]

[Sighs and pulls her into a hug] I will not tell them if you procure what you need to stay healthy.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[Closes her eyes.] But I can't. Not without leaving, and then they'd find out anyway.

[lamb_of_gold]

Don't worry about them for now. You should be your first priority.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

Yes, signore. [Her demeanor and mental waves pretty much SCREAM the fact that she's not gonna do it. >> ]

[lamb_of_gold]

[Mmmm. Bullshit detector] Henrietta.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

Y...yes?

[lamb_of_gold]

What will they think if you die?

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[sdjka ._.] What?

[lamb_of_gold]

Like I said. Fevers can be lethal. Without your medication, what will happen to you?

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[Nooot meeting his gaaaaze...]

[lamb_of_gold]

Henrietta, answer me.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[Ngk.] I don't know. Not really. I guess I would get sicker.

[lamb_of_gold]

And should that occur, what would Chris or Hei or Crowly think? Especially if you tell them what you've told me?

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

I don't understand.

[lamb_of_gold]

You're ill because you need your medicine. You cannot get more because they will disapprove. By that logic, you're ill because of them.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[She twitches in shock, staring at him. Definitely not looking so good now.]

[lamb_of_gold]

[SIGHS] What do you think they'll more appreciate - your happyness and health, or you being ill and suffering because you did not want to displease or worry them?

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

I'm... I don't... [Oh dear, looks like she's going to be sick. She covers her mouth with both hands.]

[lamb_of_gold]

[Drops and comes back with a bowl and some water almost instantly]

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[Sorry, Mu, she will be puking into the bowl now. She shivers and coughs, heaves once more, but nothing else comes up.]

[lamb_of_gold]

[Waits until she's done, rubs her back, then drops and reappears without the bowl, but with a few blankets. He hands her the water and drapes them around her shoulders] Rest for now. When you wake, I want you to obtain your medication, regardless of what the others think.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

B.. [She sags under the blankets, apparently having tired herself out.] But if signore Hei tells me not to go back, then I won't. I can't.

[lamb_of_gold]

[Gathers her up and cradles her on his lap] Hei is not you. He cannot tell you what you can and cannot do. You are your own person, Henrietta. And you have to go.