Sidequest Sunday! [Video]

[om_nom_namur]

[Namur's voice is hoarse and he breathes harder than usual as he speaks, head propped sideways on a pillow so he can face the camera.]

Hey-

[He is interrupted by a coughing fit, followed by a few colorful words muttered weakly under his breath.]

A'ight let's try that 'gain.

Hey guys, I'm feelin' down. Thought a some shit that'll lift my sp- AHCHOO!

[He cringes. That one hurt.]

Oh, Lord a the Sea. If yer willin' t' go find some shit an' bring it back t' me, sing out an' I'll give y' a reward.

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[phoenixstrut]

[Forget the quests, she's more concerned about that cough.]

Namur? You okay?

[om_nom_namur]

[Aw come on, the quests are gonna be fun!

Namur sit up and blows his nose off to the side.]

Had better days I'll admit, but it ain't nothin' more dire'n a cold spell.

[He coughs and blows his nose again, then flops back into his spot in the hammock.]

Too tired t' get outta bed but I'm bored as hell. Care t' help?

[phoenixstrut]

[She grimaces at the sound of his nose clearing and shakes her head.]

You do know you have healer friends, right?

[A cold would take no time at all to clear. She probably wouldn't even have to actually touch him-

As it is, she'll humor him. Better to leave the real nursing to his huntress, unless he asks otherwise.]

What do you need?

[waitingforhope]

[He appeared to be suffering from...a cold? Something that didn't seem so serious that it warranted much concern. But it was still enough to earn her curiosity.]

I'm not sure I understand. You need help looking for something?

[om_nom_namur]

Yes, that's it 'zactly.

[More coughing, ugh.]

Listen. I gotta... Make a cure. Yeah, that's it. Will y' help me gather up the shit I need for it?

[waitingforhope]

A cure for what...exactly?

[Neither stalling nor deliberately trying to change the subject.]

Do you not just have a cold?

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[decisiveconquest]

You sound miserable. (You have her sympathy, Namur.) What are you looking for exactly?

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[om_nom_namur]

Sheheh well, that ain't nothin' new if y' ever heard me sing. Sheheheh-

[His laughing morphs into a coughing fit. Followed, naturally, by a cursing fit.]

Lookin' for ingredients for a fishman remedy. Got cash, goods, or services t' trade. Give y' more if y' vlog yerself gettin' the shit cuz I'm bored as hell jus' layin' here but I ain't gonna get too far goin' out m'self, catch me?

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[decisiveconquest]

Careful now. (She winces and shifts, almost as if she wants to give him a helpful pat on the back.)

Don't worry about the trade - just tell me the ingredients. I will do my best to find them.

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[singinghuntress]

[Not long after his post, Rip pops her head back into the room and sighs slightly. Thankfully, she can't really get sick..well, not easily.]

How goes zhe quests? Anyzhing making you feel better or should I zee about finding Marco for you.

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[om_nom_namur]

[Namur pushes the button to turn off the screen and grumbles. He knows she loves him regardless but a part of him hates being this pathetic and weak in front of her.]

Need Marco anyway. An' 'nother blanket. 'S colder'n a damn glacier in here.

[It isn't, actually. But Rip can probably sense his heart fluttering faster but weaker than normal. Namur coughs and blows his nose, dropping the tissue into a basket on the floor.]

This sucks.

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[singinghuntress]

[Honestly hearing his heart fluttering faster and weaker than normal did worry her. It just wasn't something she was used to hearing. But, she knew this was just a cold so she was doing the best to be helpful.

And yes, she loves him even with him feeling under the weather in front of her.]

Vell, a blanket I can get you at least for now.

[That was an easy request to fill and she wished she had body heat to share with him to try and warm him up but... No such luck.]

It vill pass before you know it. Colds never last long.

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[sunny_pirate]

Feeling sick, huh? This sort of thing was usually Aladine's job, but if you need anything, I'll see what I can get.

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[om_nom_namur]

[Just please don't call him out for whaleshit in public. He's bored and wants to watch people go on tiny stupid adventures. Namur groans.]

Marco's gonna catch wind soon 'nuff an' attack me with root water or some shit, don't worry.

[He waves his hand dismissively. He will be well taken care of.]

Stash a fish in the fridge's gettin' low, though. Got a net I keep out on the shore in Fayren if y' ain't 'fraid t' get wet.

[At that he winks. Are those fighting words? They might be. When he's not feeling like a hagfish, more full of mucous than meat.]

Not Here

[fierybluebird]

[He feels so called out right now! He was on his way over with a fantastic herbal soup already!!!]

[FINE.]

[HE'LL JUST SPARKLE ON YOUR HEAD. SO THERE.]

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[sunny_pirate]

Wahaha! Sure, why not? It'll give me a chance to practice talkin' to some of them - I have a lot of trouble with the small ones.

[They tend to be scared of him for some mysterious reason.]

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[gip_u202]

[Cue one video closeup on a pair of wide green eyes, furrowed by their owner's frown as she scrutinizes her phone screen.]

Are you sick? You sound sick.

[Not having much experience in these things, she's guessing-- But it feels like a fairly educated guess, given the evidence. Leaning back a little bit from her screen, Rowan gives a decidedly canine tilt of her head-- Equal parts concern and curiosity.]

What can I do to help?

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[om_nom_namur]

Prolly smell it too but right now I ain't doin' so h-ah, ah- CHOO!

[Namur nearly drops the damn phone on that one. It rattles. He groans.]

Shit what was I sayin'? I'unno. Yer super hot though. Mean. Yer super hot too but yer body is hotter an' I'm freezin' my ass off here so y' know what I'm divin' at right? Need y' in my bed.

[He starts to catch himself again because he's really trying not to be sexual right now but he's interrupted by another coughing fit.]

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[gip_u202]

[Rowan's brows raise momentarily, but she chuckles when Namur makes an attempt to clarify. It's sort of cute, really, how out of sorts he is like this...]

Just body heat, understood.

[The blonde gives a businesslike nod, grinning a moment later.]

I'll do my best to keep my hands to myself. Anything else I can do? Should I pick up some soup on my way over?

[She's read books! Soup is what sick people need, right? Maybe she should do some more reading...]

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[la_matrona]

[well she wouldn't say she likes him but she does feel for him to an extent, so]

What do you need.

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[om_nom_namur]

Honey.

[He doesn't trust himself with a lot of words, he might drop the s-bomb and it'll be all over.]

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[la_matrona]

Where should I bring it?

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[fierybluebird]

[STUFFS SOUP DOWN NAMUR'S THROAT NEVERTHELESS.]

[And fluffs and sparkles on.]

[Poor sick fish bro.]

There's hot toddie rum in the flask.

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[om_nom_namur]

[For once Namur doesn't fight it. HE BELIEVES IN YOU THAT MUCH BRO. Root water and all. He lays back, finally not feeling like he's freezing, pressing his fingers against the warm flask just to feel its heat.]

Sheheh, rum an' medicine a all sorts in here, eh?

[He coughs.]

Thanks bro.

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[fierybluebird]

[AWWWWW.]

[He's just gonna sit on top of Namur and preen him and LOVE ON HIM.]

Aye. [PET! PREEN!! LOOOOOOVE! Sparkles...]