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[designedtoparty]

[Nathan is curled up in bed, so his voice is slightly muffled by his covers.]

Okay, so is anyone else getting any more of those pains that were going on before we managed to get rid of those harpies? Or am I the lucky winner here? [He says 'we'. In reality he didn't do anything to help.]

Fuck. I think this actually feels worse than getting impaled to begin with.

[A pause and some creaking as Nathan shifts on his mattress.]

I think there's still bird shit in my bed. Those bastards better not have given me bird flu, or something.

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[the-dawnster.livejournal.com]

Ouch. That's not good for you, you know.

Oh. Washing the sheets would be a good plan. Cause... ew.

[designedtoparty]

Trust me. I'm well aware. First hand experience and everything.

Yeah, I know. I just haven't got around to it yet.

[the-dawnster.livejournal.com]

You must frequent hospitals a lot too, I mean with all the impaling and the healing.

Busy with other things, huh? Me too.

[designedtoparty]

Nah. I haven't been in hospital since I was about ten and this fat kid pushed me off the climbing frame 'cause I told him I was doing his mum.

Not really. Unless getting clingy parrots to fuck off is in your definition of busy. I'm guessing not?

[the-dawnster.livejournal.com]

How do you survive being impaled then??

Oh, just don't think a clean bed is a priority?

[designedtoparty]

Who says I have to survive anything? I'm immortal.

When it's shit, sure. I'm just lazy. It's only been a few days.

[the-dawnster.livejournal.com]

Ohhh Immortal. That's cheating.

And still, ew.

[designedtoparty]

And that's you being jealous I have a cool power.

Hey, whatever. I'll wash them as soon as I can move again. You said you've been busy. Are you sure you'd have found the time to wash your sheets if you'd been in my place?

[the-dawnster.livejournal.com]

Well yeah, who wouldn't want to be all I can live through anything when they're constantly in mortal danger? Duh. What brand of immortal are you?

If I had a choice between clean sheets and bird poop sheets then I'd pick the clean sheets. There's no question. I'd make the time. If there isn't a choice, you make do with what you have. I get that too. But I guess if you can't move, I could make the time to wash your sheets for you so you aren't sleeping in poop.

[designedtoparty]

The brand that can die, unfortunately. And apparently isn't God Tier, whatever that is. On the plus side, I also get to be that little kid from Sixth Sense.

Really? [Oh, Dawn. You may live to regret that offer.] Hey, could you wash a few other bits and pieces whilst you're at it?

[the-dawnster.livejournal.com]

Oh, like vampires? I mean you stick a piece of wood in their heart and the whole immortal thing doesn't hold that much weight. Not that I do the whole slay thing without a little chit chat first cause some vampires aren't so bad.

Uhm, sure. I mean I might as well until you get better. You're sleeping in poop. No one should have to sleep in poop.

[designedtoparty]

No. Way better than vampires. I'll die pretty much any old way. I just come back after.

Oh. Cool. Just drop by when you get the chance. I'm sure I'll be fine sleeping in it for a few more hours.