[IC - Drop]

[vorenado]

[it's a perfectly normal (at least as normal as Camp gets) afternoon, the kind where you think absolutely nothing could go wrong. Gale seems to think that too, but judging from the way he just stopped walking on his way to the Embryon cabin and glanced skyward, you might not be able to tell. the angry, bright green lines traveling up his left leg

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[merrybout]

Gale-- your leg!

[vorenado]

[blinks, tilting his head]

... Merryweather.

[merrybout]

What's wrong with your leg?

[vorenado]

[takes a deep breath]

It is the virus -- I am being forced to leave.

[ovoretherainbow]

Must you what?

[vorenado]

... leave.

[ovoretherainbow]

-But!

[vorenado]

[takes a deep breath]

I believe it is nearly my time.

[the_suckubus]

Gale? --What's wrong with your leg?!

[vorenado]

[lowers his head a little]

... Kurumu.

[the_suckubus]

You didn't get hurt or something, did you? Was it the zombies?

[vorenado]

No. The tribe has been managing well since the attack; we sustained few major injuries. What of you?

[emocalypse]

...Gale-san?

[vorenado]

... Kamui.

[emocalypse]

[glancing at his leg, then up at him]
Is...something wrong?

[vorenado]

[looks pained for a moment, then nods]

I believe so.

[vore_crimes]

...Gale?

((OOC: Take your time, I know I got you here after your hiatus.))

[vorenado]

[closes his eyes for a moment before glancing at him]

Heat.

[vore_crimes]

What's with that?

[vorenado]

I believe it is time for me to leave.