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[batmanschmatman]

[Private to Rorschach]

[Dick sounds pretty terrible. His voice is all croaky from coughing all night and he may or may not still be basically curled up in a ball in bed. Damn you, bronchitis, making him miss out on having his organs repossessed a fun port. >C]

Rorschach, go ahead if you want to go into port. I think I'm going to be staying here.

[Private to Tim]

Are you going into port?

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[wemaketheworld]

Sound ill.

[That's not an excuse, Richard. There could be horrible people in need of justice, you can't just stay on the ship because you don't feel well. You have a Duty.]

[Private]

[batmanschmatman]

That's because I am. [Ugh, fuck this coughing fit, croaky voice thing, switching to text:]

i've got a fever. believe me, i'd rather be going to port.

[Private]

[wemaketheworld]

Too weak; illness isn't an excuse. Should be out; no telling what will be waiting. Crime doesn't stop because you're sick, Richard.

[...Just because YOU habitually try to fight crime when you've got a fever or worse doesn't mean it's the right thing to do, Rorschach.]

[Private]

[batmanschmatman]

rorschach, usually i'd be right there with you about crime stops for no one thing but the fact that i can say standing up by myself is a bad idea means it's bad.

[Dick really has no room to judge but. Today is just breaking point. :|]

[Private]

[wemaketheworld]

Hurm. Your choice.

[Private]

[batmanschmatman]

do you need anything?

[Private]

[wemaketheworld]

Will be fine. Will check in upon return.

[Pause pause pause.]

...Salt water.

[Private]

[batmanschmatman]

why saltwater?

[Private]

[wemaketheworld]

For throat.

[Keep up, Richard.]

[Private]

[batmanschmatman]

oh right. thanks. :)

[Best inmate ever.]

[Private]

[wemaketheworld]

[Occasionally he manages it.]

Only being practical. No use in being incapacitated longer than necessary.

[Private]

[batmanschmatman]

good point. take care of yourself too okay?

[Private]

[wemaketheworld]

[All you get is a noncommittal grunt, Dick. Sorry, but he makes no promises.]

[Private]

[peektuttut]

You sound like crap.

[Private]

[batmanschmatman]

That's- [Cough cough fuck you germs get out.] Not the answer I was looking for.

[Private]

[peektuttut]

You're not going. [This is not up for debate.]

[Private]

[batmanschmatman]

[Dick laughs but since this is turning into feeling like his lungs are about to eject themselves from his body, he's switching to text.]

fine MOM, are you going?

[Private]

[peektuttut]

[Tim will just stick to audio, he remembers how much that sucked.]

No, mom has to stay home and take care of the idiot who caught my cold.

[Private]

[batmanschmatman]

how is this me being an idiot i didn't tell the germs to infect me

[Private]

[peektuttut]

Because I said so.

[Private]

[batmanschmatman]

bring soup

[Private]

[batmanschmatman]

did aslan eat zitka

[Private]

[batmanschmatman]

if so I will have to avenge her death

[Private]

[peektuttut]

I'll bring a straw, too.

And you can't avenge anything on Jesus-Lion.

[Private]

[batmanschmatman]

i can do anything i'm the chief of police

[Private]

[peektuttut]

Really. That's your fantasy? Chief of Police in the pillow fort?

[Private]

[batmanschmatman]

i watched jaws the other day don't judge

[Private]

[peektuttut]

I'm judging.

[Private]

[batmanschmatman]

where is my soup

[Private]

[peektuttut]

On it's way.

[Private]

[batmanschmatman]

thank you :)