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Cup 017: Iroh [In Person]
[Iroh's in his favorite place, the kitchen, but he isn't his jolly old self. He's got a blanket wrapped around his shoulders and he clutches his cup of tea between two shaking hands. His nose looks rather red.]
To think that I could come down with something like this at my age...
[He groans and sips his tea.]
Ooooh...my head...
To think that I could come down with something like this at my age...
[He groans and sips his tea.]
Ooooh...my head...
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[Iroh sips his tea.]
Worse things could be happening. Think of it that way.
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[ He takes another sip. He's not liking how swollen his throat is that even swallowing tea that otherwise would be quite relaxing becomes a painful chore. ]
Auch!... Where's a senzu bean when you need one...
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[Your moment of zen brought to you by a mildly delirious Iroh.]
I don't know how much that would help...I always find tea and rest are the best cures for colds.