VIDEO | 05

[patchricide]

[This one might seem like a strange video feed.]

[The camera is focused on Allura, lying in bed, sound asleep. With an emphasis on sound — her body is not just still, but actually appears to be motionless, as if not even shallow breathing is disturbing this deep rest.]

[Her expression is calm and yet... not content? There's something sad playing on her features, as if she's slightly in pain, but too tired to properly show it.]

[The camera rests on this, as if she might disappear at any moment. Or, more accurately, if lingering on this view is meant to add to the drama factor of this particular post...]


[... ... ...]


[And then—]

HATCHOO!!

[Her whole body flinches with an aggressive, un-dainty sneeze. It's followed by two more—] HATCHOO!! HATCHOO!!! [— and then Allura sits up, grumbling and groaning, her cheeks flush, her sparkling rainbow eyes now red and bleary. And that's not even touching on her hair. It's normally voluptuous, but after having spent the better part of the day in bed, she has a remarkable case of bedhead that's causing the fluffy curls to go everywhere.]

[She blows her nose, finishes a glass of water that was sitting on her nightstand, and flops back down on the pillows with a soft groan.]

I didn't think there was an Earth virus that Alteans could catch. I hope this fever breaks before I start breaking out in spots...


[This is a public service announcement: Please vaccinate your aliens. We don't want them catching any viruses, bacteria, or other unsavory entities.]