only a quitter would let it go || private, radio

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 340px; color: white; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 8pt;][hr][justify]Zacharie was still getting used to the territory, but he felt like he would be able to deal with it while he was being taught by the Shadowclanner. After being brought back to camp, he settled in a nice corner, hoping that Radio wouldn't mind. Tapping his foot subconsciously in worry, the male hummed a bit before starting to speak. "I'm guessing listing the current symptoms would be the first thing? Or should we just start with the basics? Ugh, I'm sorry I'm so scatterbrained right now." Zach frowned underneath his mask, closing his eyes. He was making a fool of himself. 'Calm yourself down.' While waiting, the male forced himself to take a few breaths, trying to relax a bit.


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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 420px; margin-top: -6px;][justify][size=8]"It's fine." He spoke calmly as he followed after the Darkclanner. He needed to get his head into the game and he cleared his throat as he dropped his satchel on the ground and sat down beside the other. They both needed to focus on helping Darkclan right now and he closed his before he gave a half hearted smile. "Yes, start with the symptoms and we can go for there."


    info — updated 01/03

    info — updated 01/03

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 340px; color: white; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 8pt;][hr][justify]Feeling a bit comforted by the smile, even if it was half-hearted, Zacharie nodded. "The symptoms range anywhere light fevers, sore bodies, and other cold symptoms to hysteria, comas, high fevers, and delusions." He described what he had seen so far. There was no telling if anything worse could happen yet, but he wouldn't be surprised if there was.


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