[ Ahiru's hovering outside Fakir's door...she's scared. She hasn't seen or heard from Fakir all day. As far as she knows, he's still in his room. With the curse today, that might mean...
But she had to know if he was okay or not. She hesitates, then opens the door, slowly stepping inside....
And recoils, slapping her hand over her mouth to stop the "QUACK" from fully escaping her mouth. He's not moving, laying in is bed...he'd almost look peaceful if it wasn't for the blood seeping through the bedding, the tell-tale sign of the massive wound through his torso. Ahiru drops to her knees, shaking. ]
H-He's dead!! No, no, Fakir...no!
((OOC: Yup, got word from Manda--Fakir's affected today, with the wounds that killed him
last December. He's as dead as a doornail, and Ahiru's never quite gotten over that, so...yeah, angst!))