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[ Sometime in the night, despite the fire and the fever, and wearing every piece of clothing, the chill he'd been dealing with deepens, bringing on bouts of shivering that wakes him and then keeps him up until well after sunrise.

He's been dozing on and off, as he did for most of yesterday, and doing his best to be unobtrusive. "Lavi's" penchant for grabbing attention is the last thing he thinks to play up when all it will do is advertise his vulnerable state. And he doesn't trust himself to keep up pretenses when everything hurts and he is having a hard time seeing.

He doesn't know it, but the blood vessels in his eye have begun to turn black.

As evening approaches, he does move back over toward the fire, glassy-eyed, chalk-pale and disoriented.

And, eventually, whatever grace period he's maintained from that Noah's parasites expires, and he begins to convulse, making strangled, pained sounds and foaming at the mouth. ]

((OOC: I'm devating a tiiiny bit, because Lavi's going to be conscious and able to talk, but eventually he will become catatonic until day 6 or so. Any questions, or want to work something out, hit me up on plurk. :3 ))

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[Petunia's been sticking to the fire ever since the first day, so when Lavi moves on over she immediately notices, brightening a little because hey it's the magic guy, before taking in his expression and the fact that he looks... sick?]

[And whatever doubt she has in her observation skills vanishes when Lavi starts convulsing]

H-hey!? [her first instinct is to jump over the fire and away, but what if he falls in while he's convulsing oh no, so she scoots on over towards him, reaching out but unsure on where she should touch him--] What's wrong?! Why are you -- did you eat something weird?? Did you get bitten by an animal?!? [but more importantly] Can I touch you?? I'm going to touch you okay!?

[she's more than a little freaked out, but she also doesn't want to grab his arm and re-open a horrid bloody wound of some sorts, so her hands kind of dance about -- trying to find an okay place to hold him]

[ He grits his teeth as the spasms pass, and he has a chance to breathe. ]

Pe... tunia? [ When did you get here? He slowly turns his head so he can see the light blur that is her hair. ]

Yes, it's me! If you can recognize me, that's great...! [so it's not like he has brain trauma, that's good right?? Petunia tentatively reaches out to place a hand on his forehead, noticing the discoloration near his eye, but she's not a doctor and she's hardly had any experience with severe wounds (except that one time) and it's not for the first time she wishes she was someone else. like meredith, or todd allison or even her brother. they would know what to do!!]

D-do you need water? I could get you some!

[ Her hand is warm and helps with the chill, albeit briefly. To her, he feels like he's burning up. ]

Sure... thanks... [ Water he can choke down. Not food. Nothing solid. He hasn't eaten in days. ] Sorry 'bout this.

[She looks even more worried at his burning fever, but draws back. water, yes water she can do that, she definitely can!]

Stay right there, o-or maybe you should lie down! Er, not too close to the fire though!! [she doesn't want him CONVULSING INTO FLAMES] I'll be back! [and she shuffles off to the nearest water source ~~that I'm sure has been found already~~ and then she realizes that she doesn't have a bowl or a cup... So after a minute of hand-wringing and feeling like a failure, she ends up breaking open a pumpkin and scraping out the insides like some mad woman so she can use the rind. and now she has a tiny pumpkin shell full of pumpkin goop but also water??!? RUNNING BACK]

Lavi!! I have water! I don't have a bowl so I used this -- pumpkin!! Are you unconscious?!? [she has to ask okay he seems to be in pretty bad shape]

[ Right. Fire. He does take that warning to heart and while she is gone, he forces his arms and legs to push him backward, a safer distance from the fire.

And then she's back, talking nervously at him, faster than he can really process. But he understands "no bowl so pumpkin" and he has to grin at that. ]

Good thinking-- [ Doubles over as another convulsion wracks through him. He clenches his teeth to keep from biting his tongue. ]

Lavi!! [she bends down at his side, putting the pumpkin on the sand, in order to hold onto him better, looking panicked and feeling completely helpless. She waits hopefully for the convulsion to pass, but her mind is zooming through the possibilities of what she could do.] C-can you drink?

[ He's been sick before, and gotten the shit kicked out of him before -- what Exorcist hadn't? -- and he has been able to roll with the punches. But this... complete loss of control over his own body is different.

He might admit to being a little scared of it. Petunia might not be able to do much to help, but... it's a little bit nice to know he's not all alone right now.

His muscles ease up, unlocking his jaw and aching arms. ]

Sure... [ Hoarse, but he manages to sit up. ] Thanks for th'help.

I brought you something to eat for dinner. [Allen steps barefoot through the sand, with a roasted fish and an avocado in hand. hungry as he is, he's been keeping it to himself, sticking to the same amount everyone else is eating]

How do you feel? [the question is innocent enough, although when he gives Lavi a measuring glance and catches the blackening of his eyes, he stiffens]

[ He hears the offer, and question, but it takes a long, slow moment for him to understand them. ]

Thanks... but go ahead an' eat it. [ Rubs his hands together and then tucks them into his sleeves. ] Not really hungry.

Try anyway. Someone told me avocado is healthy for you. [absently, pressing it into lavi's hand; he steps closer to get a good look] Do you feel worse than you did yesterday? Can you see alright?

[ He takes it, then sets it in the sand beside him, and looks up at the white-and-red blur that is Allen. The blood vessels are not only black, but it is encroaching into the white of the eye. ]

Y'know avocados are technically berries? [ Here, have some tired, random trivia. ] And they're related to cinnamon.

Food's not going t'sit well with me right now. [ Even if he was hungry, the idea of eating anything makes his throat hurt. ]

They're related to cinnamon, that's completely-- [frowning at you, that's so strange it actually distracts him for a beat before he shakes his head]

Your eye is-- You don't look good. You didn't answer the question.

[ Smiles faintly when Allen does get distracted. Aside from not having to immediately answer the question, he just likes telling people things.

But it fades when the topic gets back on track. ]

It's worse today, yeah. Can't get warm, either. [ Hands go back into his sleeves, pulls his knees up to his chest. ]

[can't get warm? it's been hot all day. all week. it's cooler now that it's night, but...] I'm going to get my jacket. Hold on a moment. [getting to his feet and heading back for the area where he's been keeping his belongings]

[he wishes he knew what had happened to Chaozii -- what he'd been through -- but he thins his lips and straightens again, pushing that thought away. turning back, he drags up as much lightness as he can manage]

When was the last time you were sick?

[ Even with a fever, he's freezing! And he takes the opportunity to zone out again when Allen leaves, so it takes another few seconds to register the question... and another handful while he tries to think. ]

Can't remember right now. How 'bout you? [ Faint laugh. ] When it wasn't Komui's fault--

[ Cuts off with a choked sound, as all his muscles lock up over and over, and he starts to shake. ]

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Petunia <3

she's so worried DON'T DIE LAVI!!

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