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 Posted: Sun Sep 27, 2015 9:36 pm
The crawling itch was unbearable and he was quite honestly feeling like he was about the throw up. It was amazing that he hadn't by now. But when Cecil reached for his hands, he quickly snatched them away. "I can't hel-- the shadows--I ca--help it." He was getting irritated again, unable to form a proper sentence.OOC  [ Infection Rate ]: 70/100 Rook's HP: 36/50 Map Pieces: 4/5 Character's name: Rook
Character's faction: University
Character's journal link: View
Character's survival stats: View
BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Visual Ref
Jersey Number: 25
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Posted: Sun Sep 27, 2015 9:41 pm
"R-Rook." That feeling of worry and panic was building. Rook wasn't right he was far from okay. "Just let me help, Bud. It will be okay."
Cautiously he moved forward, reaching for Rook's arms. He needed to find help but the radio was no good. Who would there be to call anyway? Cecil didn't know. "Come on let's see if we can find somewhere to sit down that might be safe, yeah?" He was muttering about the shadows and while Cecil felt unease it was nothing like this.
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Posted: Sun Sep 27, 2015 9:50 pm
"No." The word was quiet, and he took a step back and away from the taller man. His eyes still darting between Cecil and whatever else it was he was seeing. "Don't come near me!" He all but snarled the words out as he took a few more steps back.
There was a momentary pause, hesitating and glaring before he finally broke eye contact, spun on his heel, and took off down the long hallway.OOC [ Infection Rate ]: 70/100 Rook's HP: 36/50 Map Pieces: 4/5 Character's name: Rook
Character's faction: University
Character's journal link: View
Character's survival stats: View
BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Visual Ref
Jersey Number: 25
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Posted: Sun Sep 27, 2015 9:58 pm
"But.." Cecil tried to follow the step Rook had taken back but as soon as he did the smaller man turned and darted away. "Rook! Rook wait!" He tried to follow, his long strides carrying him through the halls with speed but not fast enough to keep up with Rook. Soon his friend was out of sight and all that was left behind was the worry and fear of what was wrong. "Rook..." Cecil suddenly felt alone standing there with no one else around, unease creeping up. They needed to be free of this place. With a sigh he turned and kept walking hoping he would bump into someone soon.
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