Dictation - 3 [Voice][Dated for the 18th]

[drabsolutelynot]

Hello everyone, I just wanted to notify you th---

[Rosen is very abruptly cut off by an aggressive fit of coughing, broken intermittently by wheezes and what sounds like choking before devolving into more coughing.

~Guess who caught a cold in the storm~!

And he looks like the walking dead, his normally tanner skin having gone powdery white and his eyes bloodshot with dark bags beneath them, which is why he's opted for a voice recording. Also because he doesn't want to reveal the fact that he's pathetically knotted up in his blankets despite it being mid afternoon]

---Sorry. [He swallows hard trying to steady his voice]

I wanted to notify everyone that I will not be a-available at the clinic for the next f-few days. 

['For reasons of illness' goes unsaid as he quickly tries to end the recording as a new wave of coughing starts to overtake him]

Comments

Re: Voice,

[sonofacesius]

[Oh yeah, Rosen sounds like he could go up against the Ares cabin with no trouble at all. Healthy as a horse. Or a centaur. Suuuuuure.]

That's what I do. I might not know you well, but I care. Do you always push away people who want to help you? Be your friend?

[There started to be a slight edge to his voice, and it went from lazily easy going to sharper.]

Re: Voice,

[drabsolutelynot]

[Lee did not see that question coming, nor does he have any intention of answering it]

That is a very--um --that is a very direct question.

Re: Voice,

[sonofacesius]

You like to be alone. I get it. Just remember that there are people out here that would like to help you, if you'd let them.

You remind me of someone, you know.You might want to learn to accept help before you really need it.

Re: Voice,

[drabsolutelynot]

[So you're going to continue to be this blunt then? Is that how this is going?]

You sound like you are referring to something specific

Re: Voice,

[sonofacesius]

[Oh no, this was a two way street. It doesn't work like that Rosen.]

Nico di Angelo. Son of Hades. Maybe I'll tell you about him when I see you in a few days.

Re: Voice,

[drabsolutelynot]

[Rosen is quiet a moment, taken aback by how smoothly Will just pulled that off]

...I'll be fine, Will.

Re: Voice,

[sonofacesius]

[Maybe Rosen can hear Will grinning on the other line.]

I know you will. I'll be by to check on you to make sure. Can't have our clinic head totally incapacitated by a cold can we? Looks bad.

Now take it easy. Don't make me tell you to drink lots of liquids.

Re: Voice,

[drabsolutelynot]

Trust me, W-will [He tries to hold back a cough as he speaks]

Getting sick is not the w-worst I have done for my 'clinic head' image.

[Drunk dialing the network about frogs and pans was probably worse]

Re: Voice,

[sonofacesius]

[If Will knew about that, he'd be forced to admit that was probably pretty bad.]

Well then let's work on that image. Get some rest. I'll check up on you in a few days.

[Will was going to end up on your doorstep whether you liked it or not. Just be happy he wasn't with a child of Hermes and could pick the lock on your door.]

Re: Voice,

[drabsolutelynot]

[There's a an awkward unsure sound from his throat before he relents]

Alright.

[A beat]

Thank you, Will.

[This was a bizarre interaction, but he appreciates the boy's concern.]

Re: Voice,

[sonofacesius]

[There was a pause and a chuckle as Rosen relented.]

You're welcome. I hope you feel better.