09-15-2012, 04:35 AM
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| Chimaera
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SPOILER!!: Sickly girl Quote:
Originally Posted by McFeisty 
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.
Simon watched Kyle carefully as she moved and...drooled, obviously not able to speak all that much with her condition at the moment. He couldn't help be worried as she started to shake, first her hands and then her legs seemed to before it traveled all round her body. Was she convulsing? Was it even more serious then he was already thinking?
"Okay Kyle, I certainly think I definantly think I need to get you to help," Simon said as he held out both his hands ready to simply take hold of her and move her himself. But also half-afraid of moving her as he debated what to do. She spit more into the bucket he had conjured and then appeared to be wanting to write something to him.
However suddenly she jerked again and the front of his clothes were moist as Kyle threw up on him. Eww...okay. Definantly think this is bad and getting even worse. Simon swallowed to push back his own discomfort, though seeing as he was supposed to be able to deal with far nastier stuff like blood the YATI dealt with it. "Its okay, Kyle..." he assured her at the young woman's wordless appology sent her way, his wand back out in a moment. "Scourgify."
There...relatively clean again.
"Evanesco..." he added as a second thought, vanishing the contents of the filling bucket and moving it back closer to Kyle. So no moving yet, lest she throw up again.
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