“How long was that going on for?” Shiro asked her.
“A few weeks, and he developed a cough last week. That made his irritability worse.” They both frowned at that, and looked back at Soldan, who was working away to find a solution.
A few minutes of silence went by, before Lance came to while starting a coughing fit. Every breath was painful on his chest, even his back. But that wasn’t the worst of it. He could feel fluid in his lungs, too much fluid. How it got there he didn’t know.
Hands were on his back, neck, face, and he couldn’t figure out who was where. But all were comforting, so it didn’t matter at the moment. Suddenly, there was phlegm in his throat, and he hacked it up with a great amount of force.
Someone had been quick to fetch a little plastic tub for him to spit it out into, thank goodness.
“Soldan!” Shiro cried, eyes wide with fear for his friend. He was beginning to have some suspicions on what else had Lance so sick, but he needed assurance from Soldan.
Taking notes on what Allura was saying, taking several more minutes to think while pacing. Stopping with a fin flick, examining the screens and taking more notes on what was going on. Pupils thin for a better focus, then back to normal.
Her back then tensed up, looking over at Shiro-then at Lance. Jogging over with clipboard still under one arm. “What iss it? What happened?” Her voice was stern, but keep a concerning tone over it.
“He hacked up…I don’t know what!” Shiro’s eyes snapped to the plastic tub that Lance had spit into, and gagged. “It’s…mucus. The most…disgusting mucus I’ve ever seen in my damn life.”
Lance, who was now conscious, was looking around the room. His eyes were glazed over, his throat now feeling raw. Allura was gently rubbing his back, assuring him that everything was alright.
“What’s…” His voice was barely existent, thanks to the coughing spell he’d just gotten over. “What’s goin’ on?” His body began to sway, and Allura’s gentle grip became a firm one to keep him from falling.
“I’ll ssend then through the sscanner, give me a minute.” Taking the small plastic tub, carefully putting it under said scanner on the equipment-starting it up. “Lance, ssit up sslowly and don’t go too quick. I’m tryin’ my besst to get ressults. but it’ss takin’ time…” going to another screen, looking everything over again.
“If ssomethin’ lookss off, let me know. It’ll flassh a dark blue, sso it’ll be eassier on the text reading.”
With Allura’s help, Lance was able to sit up. He took it slowly, as instructed, not wanting to fall over again. He coughed wetly a couple more times before relaxing once more.
His throat felt like it was ablaze and raw, eliciting a pained wince every time he swallowed. It didn’t go unnoticed by either Allura or Shiro, who could only shoot him a sympathetic smile.
Suddenly, the screen flashed a dark blue, making a startlingly loud beep that made Shiro, Allura and Lance jump.
“You gotta be fuckin’ kidding.” It wasn’t often that Shiro swore, but when he did, the cause was something severe. His suspicion? Pneumonia.
“Whoa-I’ve..never you sswear like that.” staring, slightly wide eyed; Soldan then turned attention to the screen, typing up what to do to cure what the results gave. Running a few things for several seconds, staring at the printer with an impatient hiss.
Taking the paper out, reading quietly and muttering something to herself. “Thiss has a few thingss that’ll help cure what Lance hass. I got everything needed in a medical box I have in my room, which I dragged in here….with ssome trouble ussing my left arm coming off a few timess.”
Shiro completely ignored Soldan’s comment on his colorful choice of words in favor of focusing on Lance’s diagnosis. “So it is pneumonia.” He let out a harsh string of curses, harsh enough to make Allura gape at him with owlish eyes.
But then Soldan gave the good news, which allowed him to relax immensely. “Thank you, Soldan. You are a godsend.” He finally said, ruffling her hair.
“Soldan?” Lance’s voice was severely hoarse and crackly. “We...really need...to fix your arm. Can’t...have it falling off...so frequently. Not good.”
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