M!A Desmond Sick RP

Desmond collapsed down onto his bed in a fit of shivers, pulling the blanket over himself in a pathetic attempt at staying warm, despite the flush of his skin and the fever that burned like a wildfire throughout his body. He made a desperate plea for someone, anyone actually, that could get him a glass of water so he didn’t have to stand.

Three days - sick like this…

The thought of it made the shivers worse.

Ask-Reidd-JavaWakii:

Reidd walked down the streets of Manhattan, he regretted coming here somewhat, merely because of the near brain aneurysm he had when his senses were overloaded WITH PRACTICALLY FREAKING EVERYTHING.

But he got through it rather quickly and learned to ignore.

He coped.

So anyways Reidd was walking when he neared some buildings, stopping with a front leg raised something had caught his attention, a scent. A peculiar scent. A VERY good scent, edged with something akin to misery and…weakness?

'Intriguing' thought the JavaWakii.

He began to head towards where the smell originated, the apartments. Raising his tail in anticipation it wagged a little.

'This scent, it's smells ancient yet young, like an antique of sorts, but why does it smell—' he stopped to sniff the air 'Sick?'

Oddly the Reidd felt like whatever was struck with illness had to be something sentient, and being a JavaWakii didn't help since one trait his species possessed was that they tended to get focused on whatever interested them, find it, and well…do whatever came to mind when they found the object of said interest.

His antlers hummed with the different sensations the scent gave him, speeding up his pace the JavaWakii began a light run as the odor b...

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... name is as soon as you wake up boy,” he said quietly.

Lowering his head to lay over crossed paws he lazed about and dozed on the floor, then got an idea. The man appeared to be cold, so why not provide warmth? Besides it wasn’t like he was going anywhere soon and Reidd was tired from running around Manhattan.

'Dont make me regret this later.'

With that thought in mind the JavaWakii walked around to the right side of the bed and hefted himself up and onto it, choosing to lay against the man's back. It was a wonder he didn't wake up from Reidd's weight nearly denting his sleeping space.

Reidd moved a little to settle and get comfortable, of course while being mindful that he not disturb the sick creature, lest it panic and do some thing harmful. Lowering his head on a pillow the JavaWakii waited.

And fell asleep.