Seven Duels

[tangodelamuerte]

I will be brief. Juliet's skin is marked with dark, rosy specks that make her most uncomfortable. Her head burns hotly. I bring to her water to sooth the throat and have tried small aids to cease but a few of the unfortunate symptoms. Is there no cure to this? Her nurse dear is afar in our house nestled in Verona's bosom. Hours pass and still she

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[rig]

Don't worry overly.

I'll make a house call shortly, if that's alright with you. I'm sorry that I haven't checked in on her earlier.

This is getting more than a little ridiculous. These deities allow so much unnecessary...

[tangodelamuerte]

Martha, thy appearance in my humble abode would be greatly appreciated. Surely thy diligent skill will make her well. For that I pledge to be in thy service for however you may need me until this debt would be filled.

[rig]

It wouldn't be a debt. This is my job you know, and I consider Juliet a friend in addition to my concern for her as a member of my staff.

In any case, expect me within the hour.

[tangodelamuerte]

So I shall, milady. Know that despite our close acquaintance thy services be more than worthy of praise and compensation.

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[sings4dragons]

It sounds like she's got what I have.

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[tangodelamuerte]

Aye then this City is much accursed indeed.

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[sings4dragons]

I was told it's a childhood disease. If it helps, she should feel better in a few days.

There's a lotion that someone got me that helps with the spots and the fever broke after just two days.

I promise she'll recover quickly, especially if she has such good care as what I think you'll give her.

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[tangodelamuerte]

How I wonder why this malady has been spreading for Juliet and thee whilst young art not child nor babes.

Hearing that recovery is how this play will end does put me at a better ease. I shall attempt to keep a more level head. What care given to my cousin is merely the best of my abilities. For I am not a doctor nor am I her beloved father nor mother. I feel poorly suited for guardianship. No more words of this. Tis unbecoming. And in my inexperience much has been learned.

[irislover]

Sir Tybalt! I found something in the library! I looked at this "ailing" to learn from medicine books. The blisters would crust naturally and they will fall off! You can breathe in relief. This illness isn't going to take her health any longer than a week or two.

[tangodelamuerte]

And what ancient text so well learnt Romeo?

Be this a trick such injuries will not be forgotten.

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[irislover]

Um. I have borrowed it from the library and is sitting on my shelves. I will give you its title.

[irislover]

It's name is Chicken Pox and Shingles (Diseases and People) by Sir Alvin Silverstein, Lady Virginia B. Silverstein, and Lady Laura Silverstein Nunn. I could lend this tome to you if you wish to read it by yourself.

[passionforshoes]

I'm not a doctor nor do I play on on TV, but sounds like the chicken pox to me.

[tangodelamuerte]

A pox as tamed as such unsavory things are natured. So sayeth Romeo and others.

[passionforshoes]

They're right. Juliet'll live. Give her like a week or two. Just tell her not to scratch or rub against you. Because then you'll get sick and a sick man is nothing but an overgrown infant.

[tangodelamuerte]

Many a time I have been ill be for and not resorting so far back to habits of my infancy save for the need to sleep, I assure thee. I hold no devices for falling sick myself.

[discanted]

The hospital, sir, if there is no physicial that will see her in person.

[tangodelamuerte]

The attentive angel in disguise Martha Jones will be coming shortly. All the same I thank thee for such a suggestion.

[discanted]

Consider it a tribute from the Montague.

[tangodelamuerte]

Here stands admittance then? So easily thou hast cast aside the charade after carrying out so long.