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[theotherpromise]

[The camera is a little clumsy. There's a swipe of movement on the screen, some fumbling before Roxas gets a firm grip on the thing out in front of him.

He's hunched against a wall, his temple braced against his folded arm. He's breathing hard, and he looks pale and so weak. Wherever he is, there's enough sunlight to make out his form and face, but it's dark enough that no one on the streets would likely have a clear view of him.

He blinks hard and swallows. Breathlessly,]

I need help.

[It's likely fourth stage he's feeling right about now.]

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[ichoosefight]

[ She smiles. ]

I'll see you soon, Roxas.

[ It was only for a short while and in a country where she didn't speak the language, but she did work as a nurse once. She knows how important bedside manner can be. So while she puts on a show of this not being a big deal she rushes to the appointed location as quick as she can.

She slows as she crosses the bridge. ]

Roxas? You here?

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[theotherpromise]

[For a moment, a response won't follow until she notices a pale, weak teenager make his way around the corner of a wall, the entrance to an alleyway. He's trying so hard to keep himself upright, with an arm braced against the wall, the other still trying to keep a grip on his grocery bag.

He made it to the street in time, at least. He looks up at her, eyes glazed, registering her face before his mouth falls open to speak, pushing out the word as if of its own accord.]

Here.

[If she didn't see him yet.]

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[ichoosefight]

Hey!

[ She hurries over to pull the bag from his hand before he drops it and to offer him her shoulder. In her short sleeves even just that should help a little. ]

Come on, let's sit down.

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[theotherpromise]

[He lets go of the bag without any reluctance; he's a little too lightheaded to keep holding it anyway. However, he does hesitate when it comes to hanging onto her, eyes squinted at her shoulder, but he relents and moves to hang onto it, leaning away from the wall and onto her.]

Sorry. [Mumbled, since he's sort of putting his weight on her. And for being deadweight in general. He brings a hand to his forehead and nods. At least he can breathe a little easier, but something as bad as this might take a bit to slow down.]

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[ichoosefight]

[ She positions herself under him as gently as she knows how and begins steering him in the direction of the nearest bench. ]

Nothing to be sorry for. You'll be just fine, I won't drop you.

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[theotherpromise]

[Even Roxas can't say that the small amount of physical contact isn't helping him any. Because it is. His sickness is giving way into tiredness, but it's better than nothing. He'll sit whenever they reach it.]

I can't believe this isn't a joke.

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[ichoosefight]

[ She lowers him gently onto a bench and settles next to him so that their sides are pressed together. It seems the simplest way to maintain contact. ]

I'm afraid you'll have to add this one to the 'strange but true' list. How are you feeling?