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Ughhhh.
That was pretty much all the range of sound he could muster right now. A tired, sick groan. Yeah, he'd gotten one of theose mask thingies, but it wasn't exactly helping all the chills he got. Or the weirdo ice powers. Although, he'd giv the Virus something - his new powers were kinda cool. Heh. The steady thumps of his feet helped ease his nausea... for now. As long as he focused on those, he could uh.... well. Not puke. Nix chuckled to himself. Nah. If he was being real with himself, he'd need some sorta meds to get through the days.
Drawing his coat tighter around himself, he rounded the corner of the now-familiar string of buildings known as the Strip. It was actually way warmer than it felt.... but then again, freakin' chills. At least he wasn't crashing into anything... yet.
Heheh. Anyways.
The redhead spotted the sign overhead before he knew he was falling - a big-ish sign. "Ada's Elven Armor and magical Necessities." THUMP.
That was his butt. On the cold concrete. Crap.
With a frustrated sigh, he picked himself up again. Better head into that Necessities store - might have some of the stuff that'd help with the nausea. Which had become, to be honest, a bigger problem now.
Ding.
"Uhhh.... Scuse me! Is there, uh.... Is this place open...?" He asked, kind of awkwardly. He DID just walk in... but then again. Whatever. This virus - whatever the hell it was - was making his brain a bit fuzzy. Or maybe it was the chills. The pyrokinetic couldn't be sure.
@svrangerchrista
That was pretty much all the range of sound he could muster right now. A tired, sick groan. Yeah, he'd gotten one of theose mask thingies, but it wasn't exactly helping all the chills he got. Or the weirdo ice powers. Although, he'd giv the Virus something - his new powers were kinda cool. Heh. The steady thumps of his feet helped ease his nausea... for now. As long as he focused on those, he could uh.... well. Not puke. Nix chuckled to himself. Nah. If he was being real with himself, he'd need some sorta meds to get through the days.
Drawing his coat tighter around himself, he rounded the corner of the now-familiar string of buildings known as the Strip. It was actually way warmer than it felt.... but then again, freakin' chills. At least he wasn't crashing into anything... yet.
Heheh. Anyways.
The redhead spotted the sign overhead before he knew he was falling - a big-ish sign. "Ada's Elven Armor and magical Necessities." THUMP.
That was his butt. On the cold concrete. Crap.
With a frustrated sigh, he picked himself up again. Better head into that Necessities store - might have some of the stuff that'd help with the nausea. Which had become, to be honest, a bigger problem now.
Ding.
"Uhhh.... Scuse me! Is there, uh.... Is this place open...?" He asked, kind of awkwardly. He DID just walk in... but then again. Whatever. This virus - whatever the hell it was - was making his brain a bit fuzzy. Or maybe it was the chills. The pyrokinetic couldn't be sure.
@svrangerchrista