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  • Essay / M!A Desmond Sick RP - 918

    Desmond collapsed onto his bed in a fit of shivering, pulling the blanket over himself in a pathetic attempt to stay warm, despite the redness of his skin and the fever that burned like wildfire throughout his body. He made a desperate plea for someone, anyone in fact, to get him a glass of water so he wouldn't have to stand. Three days - sick like that... The thought made the chills worse. Ask-Reidd-JavaWakii: Reidd walked the streets of Manhattan, he somewhat regretted coming here, simply because of the almost brain aneurysm he got when his senses were overloaded WITH PRACTICALLY DOING EVERYTHING. But he grew out of it pretty quickly and learned to ignore it. He got away with it. Reidd was walking when he approached a few buildings, stopping with one front leg raised, something had caught his eye, a smell. A special scent. A VERY good scent, edged with something akin to misery and... weakness? 'Intriguing' thought the JavaWakii. He started walking towards where the smell was coming from, the apartments. Raising his tail in anticipation, he wagged a little. “This smell, it smells both old and young, like some kind of antique, but why does it smell…” He stopped to sniff the air. "Sick ?" struck by illness had to be something sentient, and being a JavaWakii didn't help since one of the traits his species possessed was that they tended to focus on what interested them, find it, and well …to do whatever came to mind when they found the object of said interest. His antlers buzzed with the different sensations the scent gave him, quickening his pace, the JavaWakii began a slight jog as the scent b...... middle of paper ...... the name is as soon as during wake up, boy," he said softly. Lowering his head to lie on his legs crossed, he lazed and dozed on the ground, then had an idea. The man seemed to be cold, so why not provide him with warmth? Besides, it wasn't like he was going anywhere anytime soon and Reidd was tired from running around Manhattan. "Don't make me regret this later." thought in mind, the JavaWakii moved to the right side of the bed and lifted himself up and onto it, choosing to lie against the man's back. It was a wonder he didn't wake up from Reidd's weight, who had almost damaged his sleeping space Reidd moved a little to settle down and get comfortable, of course while being careful not to disturb the sick creature, lest it panic and do something. harmful thing. . Lowering his head onto a pillow, the JavaWakii waited. And fell asleep..