Jul 15, 2011 08:04
It started with a headache at midnight (not that he really recalled that bit)- a headache which had transgressed into a migraine which then, while he had still been aware, seized his limbs during mid-tinker (thank God he had only been using a hack saw) and assaulted his vision lending to the singular panicked thought of 'stroke' before Everything Went Dark.
Which didn't mean he had lost consciousness at all. Or at the very least, not physically. He sat at the chair for fifteen minutes afterward, staring at the ceiling blankly until something registered that maybe he should not stare at the ceiling. Maybe.
A great flood of.... emotion (loss) flooded him briefly. An important thing had gone away. Yes.
'Da' was a nice word.
Miha nodded at the wall. What a nice wall.
And so-
He sat.
[ooc: So in terms of intelligence- Let's just say the poor fellow isn't able to turn any technology on, and....really isn't able to do much else for that matter. Like speak English. If anyone would like to come help take care of the man for a week, l-let me know, eh~?]