Twenty-One. [Voice, Japanese]
[Nothing but the faint sound of footsteps, perhaps a cough. Mumbled words, almost drowned out by heavy breathing.]
This isn't what I--
...Nill.
[And a sharp thud, pain evident by the low hiss escaping with a shallow breath. A soft groan immediately follows what is, obviously, dry heaving. Though muffled with a hand.]
Get up.
K-Kio, please...
I'll even take the--
[Another indistinct murmur before he's cut off.]
[ooc: The joys of having your chip out. Somehow, he's managed to make it from the clinic back to Latimir apartments without much incident. Comment logs open to anyone who feels free to wander across a very ill, almost incoherent blond. Never mind the vomit. |: ]
This isn't what I--
...Nill.
[And a sharp thud, pain evident by the low hiss escaping with a shallow breath. A soft groan immediately follows what is, obviously, dry heaving. Though muffled with a hand.]
Get up.
K-Kio, please...
I'll even take the--
[Another indistinct murmur before he's cut off.]
[ooc: The joys of having your chip out. Somehow, he's managed to make it from the clinic back to Latimir apartments without much incident. Comment logs open to anyone who feels free to wander across a very ill, almost incoherent blond. Never mind the vomit. |: ]