Voice test?

[de_trop_cognition]

 Four in the morning and you'd rather be fiddling around on this website and making my journal, profile, and icons all fancy. Well look at you. You need to be dressed up, out the door, and prepared to deal with festivities in three hours and fifty-five minutes and yet...

[Trails off a moment, as if in consideration of something.]

Your head isn't any better, either. Your constant dizziness and throbbing headache suggests that you've got fluid in your ears-- which would also explain why your gobbling of acetaminophen hasn't done anything for you. What you need is rest, not several more hours on the internet.

You can finish all of this tomorrow when your head is on straight and you're not starved for sleep. 

I'm not going to care if this thing goes however-long without all the "I"s dotted and the "T"s crossed. I will care, however, if you go without enjoying tomorrow after you've looked forward to it and gone on about it for so long just because you are exhausted.

Well? Go on, then. 

Comments

[substituteskull]

You shouldn't be cross over someone trying to care for you. It's not as if it happens all that often, Sherlock.

[de_trop_cognition]

Oh, please. It wasn't about caring, it was about appearances. There is no point in worrying over such things in that condition.

[substituteskull]

Is it really that hard to believe someone might care-- What am I saying? Of course it is for you.

Mun apologizes for his being an asshat.

[de_trop_cognition]

Not in this case, no.

If caring were truly a factor? We wouldn't be having this conversation. This whole... thing wasn't something I wanted or needed.

John's use to it.

[substituteskull]

And therefore, you realize, it is completely out of your hands. So stop your complaining. It'll do no good.

That doesn't make it okay.

[de_trop_cognition]

Completely? Oh, no. No-- I wouldn't say that.

[Because the idea of anything being out of his control is unsettling. And who ever said he was trying to do good in the situation?]

[substituteskull]

I've been around these things before. You really can not change their minds. Sorry.

[de_trop_cognition]

Sorry?

Being sorry is hardly useful.

[hforhologram]

Did you say your mun's got something catching? [Rimmer making a disgusted face] Don't let them bring that germy mess over here, we might all get sick!

Holyshit, Red Dwarf,

[de_trop_cognition]

My mun's symptoms are more likely caused by sinus pressure brought on by the recent changes in the weather.

That cough? Also the result of such annoying allergies. There's no need to actually worry. Even if an illness is present the contagious stage would be well over, obviously.

:3 seeing how much snark will fit in one thread?

[hforhologram]

Still, there's no reason to believe that it couldn't mutate into something even worse. [Rimmer will be staying WAAAAYYY over here, ty.] Just keep your germ things to yourself. [Rimmer, you aren't even alive, quit whining.]

Oh, absolutely.

[de_trop_cognition]

... mutate? [Sherlock? Sherlock is judging the hologram and it's so very obvious with the way his face is twisted. It looks as if he's swallowed something sour and squirming.] You're joking.

It can take decades for a virus to mutate under the right circumstances, and my mun isn't exactly what you could call a suitable breeding ground.

[hforhologram]

[He is so crossing his arms at you] If you want to play mumblety-peg with your own DNA, that's not my problem. Just don't sneeze it in my direction.