Hrrmmm. Did you not notice if it was at all laced?
I can only think that someone wanted your friend here- if not die, then to be in a state where they are unable to act.
Nye. Paralysis of the mind... -pauses for a moment- Nye- is he your boyfriend?
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this postNye- he dreams of you.
... Was that at all relevant, Kitt?
Nye- no... but I thought it is reassuring.
-just shakes his head- Well- whatever. If he is poisoned, either we have to wait for his body to naturally deal with this state... or we have to find the archer who did this- in order to extort a sample of the poison, in order to make an antidote.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post-Hey Julie, its Meenah-
sup jules you okay
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?Then I presume it's a question of finding them.
-nods- Nye. Best to stay here for a bit though. Keep an eye on him.
Tell us if his situation worsens, nye.
Teleportation always makes me sleepy. -yawns-
-sighs- Keep an eye on him. If you see any sign of his condition worsening, find either one of us.
Oh- and her name's Kitt Felinu, if you ever need it.
Nye- I can introduce myself... -she walks out to find her own room-
-he also departs- Try to have a good evening.
I must sleep.
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I'm not trying to be rude, but I'm still a bit surprised you were built as a weapon
edited 22nd Jun '15 7:13:27 PM by Bcom