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He had been stifling a second cough, as it wouldn't have been as intentional as the first, and as she was following. He cringed some, again trying to look over his shoulder as he slowly made his way down the hall. "..Are they..? How big?"

He stole one last glance over, it not really helping him at all anyways, and stepped through the opening. "Thanks." He said as he moved to the rollystool. He hesitated at it, then shook his head some, as if confused, and moved to the medbay bed.

"I probably wouldn't be able to.. get back up." He grinned and picked himself up onto the bed. There wasn't just pain in his voice, though. He was pretty tired too, and it was showing.

He grinned softly and invisioned himself with a turtle shell, having fallen and being unable to get back up. He pulled his lighter out slowly and placed it between his teeth, biting down hard on it. It wasn't a peice of rope, but it would work, and it would keep him from breaking his teeth with his teeth. There was no relaxation during the cleaning, his entire body was tensed.

He barely felt her squeeze, but her words rang like gongs in his head. All his senses seemed to be amplified, but 'touch' was focused on one area of his body. He nodded, fighting through the effects of the poison, and worked to loosen his muscles up as much as possible.

He closed his eyes, taking the lighter out of his mouth. There were already indentations on it, almost a light mold of his back right molars, and he didn't want it to be further disfigured. He pocketed it quietly, and sharply inhaled, forcing all his tension into his right calf, to avoid any obstructions for Nyl.

He nodded and smiled tiredly at her. His calf was twitching a bit, but that was something he could deal with. "Oh, yeah.. I'm fine, now, thanks." He grinned and slowly lowered himself down onto the bed, yawning. "Buuut, I think I'm going to just.. ah.. go to.." His voice was getting softer and softer, "bed.. here." Seph's eyes were closed before he had even begun the sentence, and he was out like a light.

((Night, Nyl! This is the first time in a looong time I actually make an exit before you! Hehe, sleep well! ))

(( I suppose Takehiko is still standing in front of a sword fondling it... I might want to change that one.. ))

Taking himself away from the blade that he had found himself entranced by, Takehiko broke himself from a meditative state of mind. He hadd been collecting his own quintessence inside the back of his mind, and this was visable by the way Takehiko's legs radiated a soft purple light, just enough to disscolor the pants and floor around him. This light would quickly fade, and Takehiko would find himself feeling slightly weakened from standing in one spot for so long. he almost collapsed onto the rack of weapons which would have ended badly for him, but luckily he pushed off the sword he had been touching and caused his body to fall backwards insidead.

The result of this would be that Takehiko fell flat on his a** and found himself scrambling quickly up to his feet because as he had pushed off that sword it caused some of the weapons on the rack to move. This caused them to fall off, and as they decended, three of the swords struck the ground where Takehiko's crotch had been moments earlier. A small bead of sweat ran down Takehiko's face, though it was quickly wiped away. He set about picking up the weapons and returning them to the rack gently before leaving the training toom to head back into the main room. Once at his destination, he took a seat upon one of the empty couches, his feet pulling themselves up in a meditative sitting position. Takehiko closed his dark eyes and placed his hands togeather in his lap and begant o clear his mind.