09-14-2012, 04:40 PM
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Fwooper
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Amelia Yarborough Hufflepuff Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Emerald Peridot "Dot" Ainsley Gryffindor Seventh Year x10
| HOLISTIC ACTRESS {X O} EVERYTHING IS CONNECTED Quote:
Originally Posted by Macavity "I...thont....gnow"
Simon frowned and tried to decipher whatever it was that she said. It taking a few moments before it kinda clicked amongst the possibilities of what it could be...she didn't know. Okay one question down. And given the fact that she was throwing up or expelling something into the vase she had taken from the centerpiece the added mention of her feeling sick made sense.
While Kyle herself, summoned a white board, the YATI debated the next course of action while said girl rested her head against the table. Simon fought the urge to rub her back soothingly like he remembered his mum doing when he himself felt ill growing up. She couldn't stop drooling? Now that was something he wasn't aware of being a symptom of anything but then again he wasn't in any means a healer.
Nodding he obediantly did as she asked, or rather wrote on the board, taking out his wand and summoning a large bucket, placing it within her reach. "Would you like me to help? Would you like me to take you somewhere?"
Restroom?...home?...Mungos?
Surely Jax would excuse him, or insist on doing it himself. Kyleigh was going to thank him for bringing her a bucket - which was now filling quite quickly with drool. She didn't want to be here - good god the woman was an embarrassment enough as it were. Now she'd have the reputation as the girl who drooled all over the cafeteria.
When she moved her hand to pick up the pen to say she was going to leave - all that happened was her hand shook violently. Her forehead began to sweat, knees wobbling, and somewhere deep inside of her - her insides were making summersaults.
Her fingers didn't even have time to close about the dry-erase marker when her body began to shake and shiver. The muscles in her stomach and back tightened as she made an almost imperceptible dry-heave. Almost because you didn't see a movement at all. The only issue was the rather annoying and tedious hacking sound that came from her throat.
Quickly she just spit into the bucket thinking that the excessive drool was the problem. But no - her throat had something else in mind. As she moved to pick up her pen once more to thank Simon for his help. Tha was all she got out before her body convulsed once more.
With great effort she took a sip of water - which didn't help the drooling and now sweating and sickly looking girl's predicament one bit. As she turned to move closer to the bucket it happened.
Her stomach unleashed a torrent of sickly smelling bile onto the one person who had been trying to help her.
On the upside she felt a little bit better. Her body shaking once more and the tell tale goosebumps appearing over her pasty skin she began to vomit again. As the sickness stopped or slowed down she turned to Simon and gave him a feeble sorry expression.
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