For dr_boyce

[cadet_amara]

It had started as a simple headache. Well, it was more like a blinding headache where the slightest light had made her cringe but she had decided to ignore that. She didn't have time to be sick. She had gone on with life, focused on reaching her goals and making her deadlines, and somehow completely missed the fever, and the dizzy, oddly disconnected feeling when she stood.

The last thing she remembered was the concerned look on someone's face. They were asking her something but she didn't understand what they were saying, which was odd as she felt that she should. Nor did she recognize any of the people around here, even though she knew she knew them. She had tried to get out of there, feeling an overwhelming urge to flee, and that was when she blacked out, falling into a feverish sleep.

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[cadet-amara.livejournal.com]

She sighed and looked at the ceiling. "I'm not good at slacking off."

Yes, she considered being sick slacking off. She'd power through a broken leg if allowed to.

[dr-boyce.livejournal.com]

"Oh is that what you call this?"

[cadet-amara.livejournal.com]

"Laying here doing nothing? Absolutely."

She's been awake five minutes and she's already restless.

[dr-boyce.livejournal.com]

"Well now's your opportunity to perfect your skills."

Again, there's little humor in his voice.

[cadet-amara.livejournal.com]

"Or drive you completely crazy." She countered. "Assuming my head stops feeling like it's going to explode."