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[Hello hello Jack is greeting all of you lovely post-waterlogged people with a salute and a smile. For the so inclined, you might notice the backdrop has changed a little - because he's not in his flat. He is in fact posting from the Doctor's computer.]

Has there been a damage assessment from the storm yet? Property, businesses, people? If anyo-

[ But whoever could this be? In the background, those watching may spy the familiar face of the Doctor. Except instead of his usual tweed and bowtie, he's wrapped in a blanket and not looking quite as energetic as usual for anyone familiar with him. ]

-- Jack. Something feels off.

[ ...something being the mauve tinge his face currently has.

Come round, everyone. Thus begins the wonderful story of "Captain Jack hears an achoo!"

In which Jack turns around to witness said mauve, trailing off and forgetting whatever he was talking about.]

Doctor? ...You're purple.

Mauve, actually. And it's really quite concerning.
My hands are all clammy and my forehead feels like burning.

I liked you better pink. --Are you sick? Can you get sick?

That's only on Wednesdays and no, that's rubbish. I really can't be sure, I need a celery stick.

Are you channeling Dr. Seuss? What did you get into now?

I feel just okay, I feel just fine. If you don't believe me, come see how -- [ and conveniently cut off by a sneeze. ]

I'm simultaneously confused and grossed out. You need to lay down. And stop talking.

Nonsense, Jack. It's not all that shocking. It was barely a sneeze. Look, I'm still walking! [ aaannnnndd now he's not because irony has him flopping down at that very moment. ]

Well, at least he laid down. ...Doctor? Doctor-

[woops time to cut that recording off]

(ooc: blue is jack, purple is the doctor)

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I... Doctor? [She's not entirely sure what to make of this whole display, but one thing that is clear is that the Doctor certainly doesn't appear to be well.]

He's sick?

[ he's okay -- NO HE REALLY ISN'T. BUT HE'S MANAGED TO STUMBLE HIS WAY TO THE CONSOLE IN A BIT IN ORDER TO REPLY. ]

Not to worry, Yue! Not even a bit.
I feel loads better now. I just need to sit.

[ never mind that he's turning a brighter shade of purple ]

But you... you're purple. And normally you aren't. [Excellent observation, Yue.]

Are you sure you're all right? I could... come visit with something warm, if you'd like? [She doesn't know how to help much, but damn it, she will try.]

[...The hell?]

Is this some sort of weak attempt at vaudeville? If so, you are clearly lacking in every arena.

What kind of illness makes people... rhyme?

[Since it sounds like an illness and not some kind of curse okok]

Edited 2012-10-08 21:05 (UTC)

[Sokka's kind of staring for a moment and then he raises a brow.]

Uhm...are you okay?

[oh, honey]

If I was doing vaudeville, you'd know. [said just shy of a sassy z snap]

It's some kind of illness...I don't know yet. I'd say keep your distance, but seeing as you're already blue, I don't think you have too much to worry about.

[don't mind jack just sliding into the picture here. although he's kind of keeping his distance because the doctor is a giant sneezy ball of purple and snot and it's really kind of gross]

He should be sleeping. If you're going to visit, though, you might want to consider a hazmat suit. I don't know if it's contagious.

Edited (4got my apostrophe) 2012-10-09 04:19 (UTC)

Hazmat suit? [No idea what that is, man.]

[WHOOPS jack i'm sorry but your purple roomie there happens to be the closest thing to a friend CT's got on this island.

Her voice is intense, almost threatening, and her voice filter's on, disguising her voice and making it sound like a man's.]

What's going on.

[giiiiirl. no actually he gets that but still.]

Working on figuring that out. And you are?

[other than a disembodied macho voice]

Concerned.

[...hoo boy.]

Really. More slapstick, I hope. [Honestly where's the eye gouging?]

Certainly I don't! I'm hardly susceptible to anything that affects humans.

[ FRAAAANNNDS i mean

he stumbles his way to the console, pushing Jack away for a second to answer. He's able to recognize that voice as hers now at least!! Also he is still a very alarming shade of purple ]

Not quite sure, haven't figured it out yet.
Although I wish I knew!
If only I had a snip of Ginseng --
Oh dear... I think I'm turning blue.

Oh, there's loads out there,
really you'd be in fo a shock!
I really shouldn't be catching anything,
maybe I just need to go for a walk.

[ cough hack yeah that's a brilliant idea ]

[ why hay sokka. haven't you ever seen an alien catch cold? ]

Okay is so relative,
it could mean so many things.
I mean, I'm not unhappy,
and my arm's not in a sling.

[ but he does look pretty gross, so okay he is not ]

Maybe I've always been this color,
there's nothing wrong with being purple, or maybe blue.
Something warm would be lovely though,
but I really wouldn't want to trouble you!

If it was comedy, you'd know
Who do you think brought it over in 1893?
Now, I've got a question for you -- [ and it's paused by a gross cough, give him a second here, pretend it's for dramatic emphasis ]
Who might you be?

[what.

It hadn't been quite as obvious when he was alternating with Jack, and she'd only been half-paying attention to the message at first anyway. Now, though, she squints at the screen, not quite believing what she's hearing.]

Are you...rhyming?

[don't fuck with her, bro]

[... He is talking to her through rhyme. And he was rhyming when speaking to her before, too. So the question is if he's doing that for fun or if that's another part of this bizarre illness. Purple-rhyming-disease?]

I... could try to make you some stewed sea prunes, maybe? They're usually good for not-purple sickness, but they may be able to help this, too? [She never cooked back in the Northern Water Tribe, but she's been doing it quite a bit since she arrived here. While hers aren't quite the same as the stewed sea prunes back home, they certainly taste good enough. As far as she's concerned, at least.]

Uhhhh... Is that a normal color for whatever species he is? [ Pause. ] Can I bring you guys anything? Food, tea... I think I could maybe find celery.

Rhyming? Who's rhyming?
I'm simply walking and talking and replying.
It's just a little mishap,
it seems my body's not complying.

[ he is not sick, he refuses to admit it and he will deal with it by pretending things are totally cool!! ]

[Guess who's not amused? And a little freaked out, but mostly just unamused, because this is not a legitimate sickness and she does not have time to fool around.

...okay, she's got nothing but time, but it's the principle of the thing.]

This isn't funny.

For starters, no, going for a walk is a bad idea. You literally look purple.

What kind of virus or bacteria even causes that? I've seen it cursed on people, but never an actual physical illness.

Did you just...say a poem?

[Sokka shakes his head because that's not what's important here.]

Righ uh, well you look sick that's what I was getting at. You look...really sick.

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