Slip thr(o)ugh your hands [Quarantine]

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    Bracken had allowed himself to be 'locked up' to the sick portion of the caverns when the fiver hit him. The first day had been the worst, everything had been so fuzzy and faded, honestly he couldn't remember much of it. There was someone who came by and made him either eat, drink, or take medicine every once and awhile, but his sense of smell and over all recognition felt shot so he couldn't identify anyone or anything.




    Being sick sucked...all he wanted to do was sleep, and a great portion of the time he couldn't properly do that without waking up with chills or a gross cold sweat.




    "I'm boooored!" he called out feebly from his bed, plopping his head back on the ground. Did he even know anyone in here...?




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  • [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify] Having volunteered to tend to the ill, Ruin had just finished delivering water to someone when Brackenwing's voice called out.
    It was curious she hadn't caught the disease yet - but she'd been meticulous in her cleanliness, so hopefully she'd make it out of this without coming down with the fever.


    "One minute." sighed the feline, closing her tired eyes and rolling her shoulders absentmindedly. The last time she'd looked after anyone who was ill had perhaps been her daughter, Sarangerel - and Saran had come out of that with wings gifted from the Goddess. Apparently Ruin's care hadn't been enough.


    Stretching, Ruin began to make her way over to Bracken - trying to work out whether she already knew the kid. No...she couldn't remember him, so an introduction was in order apparently.
    [b]"Hey. Can I help you? My name's Ruin."[/b] the femme greeted, the dark circles under her eyes tinged with purple.
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    "I'm bored." the male repeated casually, closing his eyes for a long moment. So much for introductions on his part, the Paragon would blame is childishness on the illness. "When are we going to be let out of this ward?"




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