[Crackle, crackle. The speaker is utterly unamused, but the perceptive can detect a tiny note of worry in his voice. What's audible through the static, anyway.]
[She's still ill, too feverish to get out of bed and hardly able to speak, but she's recovered enough of herself to find the incessant beeping of her device REALLY. ANNOYING. And she resents the effort it takes to reach over to the nightstand and pick it up.
When she hears the message, all of that is gone.]
Spock?
[Her voice is hoarse and barely understandable. She coughs, trying to clear it, and accidentally pushes a button. Shit, did she just delete his message? (Did his message really happen? Is this all just a dream? She's never had a fever dream before...maybe this is what they're like.)]
[ooc: IDK if you want to play things out here or in an intro post or log or something. :|a Uhura and Jimmy are being sick bbies in Kirk & McCoy's apartment right now. Perfect for group shenanigans.)
[He wastes no time and does not even bother disguising the worry in his voice. She sounds sick, like Jim did. This is unacceptable. He has half a mind to shout at McCoy (actually shout), even if he knows the man must be doing everything he can.]
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voice;
I do not understand the humor in this.
voice;
When she hears the message, all of that is gone.]
Spock?
[Her voice is hoarse and barely understandable. She coughs, trying to clear it, and accidentally pushes a button. Shit, did she just delete his message? (Did his message really happen? Is this all just a dream? She's never had a fever dream before...maybe this is what they're like.)]
[ooc: IDK if you want to play things out here or in an intro post or log or something. :|a Uhura and Jimmy are being sick bbies in Kirk & McCoy's apartment right now. Perfect for group shenanigans.)
voice;
Nyota. I am coming.