this sort of thing doesn't happen in conneticut [for Daken]
Following illness and then treatment, Spencer went straight to his bed and slept for almost a day straight before food became a real need. It was like going through the motions. He knew what he had to do.
He had to eat, he had to sleep some more, then find Haylie, then locate the Captain and ask if this was a 'secret' sort of thing or if he'd actually be able to get his publisher to sign off on something revolving around the entire thing. Then there would be the careful slot back into normalcy. Hopefully.
It was daunting, going from health to sickness to powerless and not knowing why. He was still fairly drained from the whole thing and battling back to get his powers back up to par. Short of actually electrocuting himself however he was going to need to wait a while for things to build to normal. Right then he was lucky if he could cause a static shock.
Closing the door to his room, Spencer was in a total daze as he wandered along the hall, wondering if maybe he should get food to go and kill two birds with one stone.
He had to eat, he had to sleep some more, then find Haylie, then locate the Captain and ask if this was a 'secret' sort of thing or if he'd actually be able to get his publisher to sign off on something revolving around the entire thing. Then there would be the careful slot back into normalcy. Hopefully.
It was daunting, going from health to sickness to powerless and not knowing why. He was still fairly drained from the whole thing and battling back to get his powers back up to par. Short of actually electrocuting himself however he was going to need to wait a while for things to build to normal. Right then he was lucky if he could cause a static shock.
Closing the door to his room, Spencer was in a total daze as he wandered along the hall, wondering if maybe he should get food to go and kill two birds with one stone.