06. voice
"Abel, really. If you're that sick you shouldn't be in the room. Try the hospital."
"I'm not sick enough to go to the hospital. And I'm SICK of the hospital. I spent half of my first few days here in the hospital and I'm comfortable HERE."
"But I don't want to get ill because of you."
"You won't. No one else got ill being around me. Why don't you go outside?"
"Because it's snowing, and that doesn't stop your germs from getting all over the bed."
"Take my coat and scarf, that will keep you warm enough. And I'll clean the sheets as soon as I can move again."
"You're not giving me a choice in this, are you? [you can hear him walking over, the squeak as he flops down on the mattress, deliberately seated on his brother's feet] That's not fair."
"No. No I'm not. Go outside." [There's some shuffling, and then a pained moan] "And GET OFF." [And a thump, he's trying to kick Cain off]
"But I could get sick again." [The bed squeaks as he flops back to lay down, pressing Abel's feet flat] "But this is so comfortable."
"You won't get sick if you take my coat." [There's a brief bout of coughing, and then a soft, agonized cry, before there's the sound of something being thrown. Abel threw his communicator at him] "Get off!"
"That's what yo-" [THUNK. The blonde's cry of pain is somewhat muffled as his own communicator is knocked off it's place at the table, hitting the ground and turning off just in time to avoid another brotherly argument from being broadcasted.]
[Not too long after, the communicator is flipped back on. Oblivious to the recording, Cain sounds cheerful.]
Would anyone care to show me around?
"I'm not sick enough to go to the hospital. And I'm SICK of the hospital. I spent half of my first few days here in the hospital and I'm comfortable HERE."
"But I don't want to get ill because of you."
"You won't. No one else got ill being around me. Why don't you go outside?"
"Because it's snowing, and that doesn't stop your germs from getting all over the bed."
"Take my coat and scarf, that will keep you warm enough. And I'll clean the sheets as soon as I can move again."
"You're not giving me a choice in this, are you? [you can hear him walking over, the squeak as he flops down on the mattress, deliberately seated on his brother's feet] That's not fair."
"No. No I'm not. Go outside." [There's some shuffling, and then a pained moan] "And GET OFF." [And a thump, he's trying to kick Cain off]
"But I could get sick again." [The bed squeaks as he flops back to lay down, pressing Abel's feet flat] "But this is so comfortable."
"You won't get sick if you take my coat." [There's a brief bout of coughing, and then a soft, agonized cry, before there's the sound of something being thrown. Abel threw his communicator at him] "Get off!"
"That's what yo-" [THUNK. The blonde's cry of pain is somewhat muffled as his own communicator is knocked off it's place at the table, hitting the ground and turning off just in time to avoid another brotherly argument from being broadcasted.]
[Not too long after, the communicator is flipped back on. Oblivious to the recording, Cain sounds cheerful.]
Would anyone care to show me around?