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[forgerofdreams]

Sooooo, just so no one is concerned that I'm going off the deep end/about to croak: I'm fine, I'm not dead, no need to worry. My nose stopped bleeding, and I slept a solid thirteen hours last night, so I'm feeling much better.

And, no, I did not pay someone to hit me on the back of the head so I could black out, even if I joked I would.

Comments

[fetish_fuel]

That was a virus? I'm glad to know you are all right, Mr. Eames.

[forgerofdreams]

Thanks. I'm not sure if it was a virus or what that was, exactly.

[fetish_fuel]

Are you sure you are all cured? What if you are still sick? You should see a doctor.

[forgerofdreams]

Maybe I will. Depends on if I still sleep alright over the next few nights.

[dreamsonaplane]

That's great.

[forgerofdreams]

Isn't it? I live to pester you another day.

[dreamsonaplane]

I'm so glad.

[forgerofdreams]

I could just feel the joy radiating off of you.

[nick_4_maya]

Oh, thank goodness!

[forgerofdreams]

Isn't it nice?

Did you guys, er...break the curse or whatever it was?

[nick_4_maya]

Yes! I'm so glad that everything turned out okay in the end.

I'm not sure to be honest... I know that Mr. Palazzo was in the middle of trying to do it by setting a trap for the spirit, but I'm not sure if it worked or not. Maybe it really was something to do with the virus after all...

[Action- I'm assuming Arthur is still in the hotel room.]

[t_point_man]

[The voice comes from the dorm.] Reasuring your fans, Eames?

[Action - assume away!]

[forgerofdreams]

Oh, indeed. I would hate for my harem of devoted followers to think I was at death's door.

((There's so many jokes I could make about Arthur, being in Eames' hotel room, helping him sleep.))

[Action - yay!]

[t_point_man]

I'm sure they would cry if that ever happens.

((lol go ahead XD))

[Action]

[forgerofdreams]

Oh, I'm sure. There would be wailing, gnashing of teeth, tearing of garments. I'd hate to cause such a commotion.

((>D Dont tempt me to))