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I will not be in class today. The nurse thinks I have a temperature.
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Rukia, if you could feed my salamander tonight... just because I'm... not going to be in the dorm....?
*growls quietly to himself, feeling lonely and put upon; listens for Nurse Plum's presence, and then scratches at a large poultice encasing his left arm*
[[It's a minor infection, but disruptive enough to keep him in the Hospital Wing for a few days... much to his annoyance.]]
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[[Private]]
*fidgets* ..In the Hospital Wing... I... scratched my arm on a nail, and Madame Plum's making me stay.... *hesitates, knowing he's not allowed to say what was happening to him at the time, but this is Rukia....*
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[Private]
I see. Would you like me to visit you?
*knows he's lying but doesn't say anything*
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*..perks up* Do you have time?