PANNUMINATI ( open ) IS THE CAUSE OF ALL MY PROBLEMS

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 425px;][justify]Today wasn't a good day. Nor was yesterday, or the day before that. Somehow, the alabaster akita had managed to pick up a flu of some kind, leaving him in a weakened state. He was still able to do a few things, such as a small patrol around their territory, and a bit of hunting here and there, but the most that he was doing was staying in his cramped, hot room.


    Yet, for some odd reason, Ao Shin hadn't gone to visit James about this He didn't feel like he should go and bother him while he...tended to some injured people. But he knew that he had to visit him. It was just whenever he thought about it, some random thought came to his mind and convinced him to stay in here. Maybe he shouldn't really go visit the apothecary. Maybe he should simply stay inside his den until his cold passed him. Yeah...that sounded good.


    Sighing, he rolled around on the bedding, his coughs ringing through the ship since his door was open.

    [fancypost bgcolor=#; borderwidth=0px; height: px; width: 400px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 9pt; color: ; text-align: justify;]The coughs caught Wolfgate's attention at once; the First Mate, who had been chasing a rat through the ship, stopped suddenly as he heard it. It was a most ominous sound and he immediately abandoned the pursuit of the rodent, which squeaked triumphantly and ran off. Meanwhile, the smoke tortoiseshell was hunting down the sound and, to his dismay, sourced it as coming from Ao Shin.


    "Cap'n! Are you okay?"

    Rosencrantz had not been around the ship now for number of days now which in her time away she had missed dearly, it was her home after all and there was no place better than the ancient vessel. Her absence had been spent, primarily wandering and looking for a way back. The ever winding trails and deer runs had confused her deeply and made her lose her way in the dark woods that always seemed to turn as she tried to make her way through them but failed until only today. She knew too well that it was dangerous to be in the thickets at this time, the beast was still as she knew patrolled with the instinct to feed by killing all that it saw fit. Clan mates seemed to be his favorite meal. But here she was, plodding back through decks toward her quarters and a good warm place to sleep when she noticed Ao Shin was coughing badly, it would only be good to stop and see if there was something she could do for her leader. Sleeping could wait a couple of minutes more..."Ao Shin?" The Scottish Fold addressed him as she moved over to sit by the first mate. Usually she wouldn't have ever tried talking to the captain but she hated seeing others in discomfort. "Are you ok? Would you like me to go get James for you?"

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    Unlike Wolfgate, Garrett had been searching for any hidden treasure potentially littering the ship. The obsidian kleptomaniac had just laid his odd colored eyes of a handful of sapphire and rubies wrapped up within some cloth when he heard the wracking cough echoing within the ships walls. Stashing the treasure away to be examined later the legate silently followed the sound until it lead his to Ao Shin. The cane corso's analytical gaze swept over the captain as Wolfgate asked the inevitable. [color=#999999]Perhaps I should fetch James?

    The mater thief asked calmly.

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    Lady felt bad for interrupting the captain's privacy, but it seemed, as she approached the akita's room, that a few Skullmates had already gathered around the source of the coughing.




    'Got a cold? It sounds pretty bad,' the bronze-furred femme commented as she joined the group, concern laced throughout her azure optics.
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    [fancypost bgcolor=#; borderwidth=0px; height: px; width: 400px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 9pt; color: ; text-align: justify;]Wolfgate eyed Ao Shin with concern, awaiting a response.