Who: Shiroe Rei Seki, a few hallucinogenic spores and you!
When: Backdated to Friday afternoon and evening.
Where: Anywhere in the streets, plus Skye hospital.
Summary: Shiroe's a very friendly and open kid on a typical day, so on a day that things seem even stranger than usual, he'll talk to everyone about anything. Telepathic projections may or may not occur.
Warnings: A lot of rambling and possible pranking. Also maybe language, depending on who shows up.
[he knows that something's wrong. it's a bit impossible not to-- his stomach seems to hurt more with every step, and at least three cars have winked at him with their headlights. a full-blown, open-and-close wink, too, not just with the actual light.]
[his mind is straying all over the place, as well; one second he's latching onto (and somewhat becoming) an older gentleman who isn't sure what pair of suspenders he wants to buy, a middle-aged mother who's late to picking her daughter up, a boy who wants to shoplift some candy but only because he knows he could get away with it-- and normally Shiroe would get a headache from all of that, but this time, somehow, his nausea shields it. a normal person would probably go home and sleep, but not this Mu; heading back to the Manor seemed like the utmost worst idea, and so he found himself wandering place to place, too.]
[at least when he half-latched in to someone's mind, they normally didn't have the same feeling of almost throwing up that he did. but then, they also weren't thinking on why they weren't having those feelings, and so Shiroe wasn't too curious about it, either.]
[he just kept on walking, instead, with only a few vague ideas (a bakery, a clinic) of where he wanted to go.]
{ Just give a location in the header, and prose or action is perfectly fine! He will wander into businesses, if you'd like. Warning in advance that he'll probably be very out of it and say odd things. }