- Jun 5, 2016
- 164
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The virus hit Lucia hard. Four strains at once, one of them being particularly distressing, all of them being terribly painful. Confined to her bed, the month so far hadn’t been the best. The quarantine was just one of many misfortunes.
The rooms in the hospital might have been cozy, but Lucia was too sick to enjoy that small blessing. Though patients were allowed to bring personal items, she didn’t have the time or energy to pack anything. It wasn’t like she needed her stuff, anyways. Necessities were supplied by the staff here. There was television and radio entertainment available as well, but turning either of them on gave Lucia an intense headache, so she was left to continue doing what she did before the quarantine: absolutely nothing.
The fever threw her body into a state of disorder. One moment, she was burning up, and the next she was freezing. At least at home, she was able to semi-regulate this by tossing her blankets off then on then off again. At the quarantine, she tried to keep most of her body covered. She was sure her roommate had already gotten a glance at her elongated form, red skin, horns, and extra limb, but it wasn’t something she wanted on display for longer than it needed to be. She was staying wary around the other apparent demon in the room.
@Hyper
The rooms in the hospital might have been cozy, but Lucia was too sick to enjoy that small blessing. Though patients were allowed to bring personal items, she didn’t have the time or energy to pack anything. It wasn’t like she needed her stuff, anyways. Necessities were supplied by the staff here. There was television and radio entertainment available as well, but turning either of them on gave Lucia an intense headache, so she was left to continue doing what she did before the quarantine: absolutely nothing.
The fever threw her body into a state of disorder. One moment, she was burning up, and the next she was freezing. At least at home, she was able to semi-regulate this by tossing her blankets off then on then off again. At the quarantine, she tried to keep most of her body covered. She was sure her roommate had already gotten a glance at her elongated form, red skin, horns, and extra limb, but it wasn’t something she wanted on display for longer than it needed to be. She was staying wary around the other apparent demon in the room.
@Hyper