[MINGLE] Worried/Sick 1: Symptoms Manifest & Reaction

[sixthiteration]

WHERE: Anywhere; multiple locations
WHEN: Apx. 13-18 November
OPEN TO: ALL - MINGLE
WARNINGS: Serious illness and reactions to such

IMPORTANT NOTES: This is the first of two mingles. Please see the timing and general event details here.

Illness Presents and Putting Heads Together will have their own top-levels in this post, but you may make separate top-levels for whatever you like! Anything is welcome, as long as it tangentially relates to the Worried/Sick plot.

Please keep in mind the established plot details, but creative license is welcome and encouraged as long as it doesn't step on toes.

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[connatural]

Ashley arches a brow, considering the women, how she looks, and her request. She smiles a bit at that, giving a nod as if that is the most perfectly reasonable request in the world.

"And where is home?" Because if she says Mars or something, she's going right back to bed. Even if that is home for this woman, Ashley is erring on the side of hallucination depending on that answer.

[womanofvalue]

"I live in a house with Stella Gibson," Peggy shares, reaching for a tissue so she can blow her nose, feeling so miserable that she could cry. She won't, though, because she's far too strong for that, but a part of her is so ready to break down and simply close her eyes and cry.

"She won't mind. If anything, she'll simply bar the door and prevent me from going out," she swears.

[connatural]

Ashley glances back behind herself, and then to Peggy. She considers her options and then she sighs, giving a jerk of her head as she steps in closer to help Peggy to make it.

"You tell anyone I helped you do this, and I'll tell them you knocked me unconscious and left me in a heap," she points out. "But come on. Let's get you home."

[womanofvalue]

"I have a very strong right cross," Peggy assures, which means that she very well could have knocked out anyone who decided to interfere and decide that Peggy wasn't permitted to go home. Perhaps not in her current state, as she feels weaker than a baby, but normally.

"I don't even know your name," she realizes, managing it feebly. "You didn't tell me already and I forgot, did I?"

[connatural]

"For now? Let's say I believe you because I'm really not in the mood to find out the truth of it," she says, having pushed herself hard, dealing with little sleep and no coffee, and not ready to cope with dealing with it after being knocked on her ass.

"And naw, we never met. I'm Ashley Magnus, and I'm the person not helping you get back to your house because it's best for you here. Except I know if I was sick? I wouldn't stay here either," she murmurs, smiling. "Now, let me help you and I won't tell anyone about that either."

[womanofvalue]

Peggy really would like to be less ill, because this bit where she can't quite understand what's happening and whether she's done something or not is quite bothersome and something she'd like to move away from, speedily. Leaning a little on her, she knows that she needs to concede defeat.

At least, mildly. "I'm Peggy," she murmurs, "and for now, just this once, I'll go where you want me to."

[connatural]

Hoping that if anyone saw them, they would think Ashley is helping Peggy to assistance, she moves slowly to not outpace the woman and try and lend as much help as she can.

"Hey, all I'm asking for is this once," Ashley says, knowing that feeling and completely understanding where Peggy is coming from. "So let's get you home and resting..." She won't say in bed, though that's where she's putting her. "And get some fluids in you. Okay?" Not that she's willing to accept it's not okay, but that's another story if it comes to it.

[womanofvalue]

"Tea would be lovely," Peggy says, breathing out the words with the sort of reverence that a woman typically uses when speaking of a lover, but at this point in time, what's the difference? It's that amazing and wonderful thing that will make her feel better.

And, to Ashley's relief she's sure, it's a liquid, which means that everyone is happy. Well, not Peggy. Peggy won't be happy until she's healed, but she'll be content, at least.

[connatural]

Ashley can't help but to laugh then, sliding her arm around Peggy and keeping her close. "Now you sound like my mom. She'd give her right arm for a cup of tea when things got rough." And it makes Ashley smile, not panicking over this place as much as realizing she can find her place here as well.

"Come on. Let's get out of here before one of the doctor types find us," she murmurs, knowing they can get them out of here quickly. So long as no one sees them.

[womanofvalue]

"Anyone with a proper palate would," says Peggy, perhaps a touch haughtily, but she'd grown up sticking her nose in a cup of tea whenever she needed to feel better and the truth is that it's stuck as a habit that's incredibly hard to shake.

She leans on Ashley and gestures for the door. "Onwards," she agrees. "And I won't make a peep, I'll even try to sweat less on the way out," she adds, as if she can somehow control such things when she's this sick.

[connatural]

It only makes Ashley smile wider at that comment, knowing she could have heard that any time in her life.

"Good woman. I'll rat you out in a minute," she admits with a wide grin, though she doesn't expect that will be believed.

Yet she makes her way towards the door, staying close to Peggy and watching out for others.

"If I say run, go," she teases.

(ooc: Leave things there?)