Role Play: Mao

[Megan]

“I’m fine, I just felt dizzy is all.” Kyle said shaking his head. “No more hospitals.” He added looking pouty.

[Enryu]

"That's entirely up to you and your body." Vola said. "If you don't need to go, then we won't."

[Megan]

“Fine.” Kyle grumble shooting a glare at Vola. “And later you’ll be spitting out whatever you had to say before.” He said before turning and started to head to the mage’s once again, stumbling slightly as he walked.

[Enryu]

“You got it boss.” Vola grumbled sarcastically under her breath as she followed after Kyle.

[Megan]

Kyle walked on a bit ahead. He was fine most of the way though when they could see the house in the distance he stopped coughing. I really don’t feel good...feels like before the Mao was frozen, but... As he did he felt something wet go on his hand. He looked at it paling, as he realized it was blood.

[Enryu]

Vola raised an eyebrow at all the coughing. "Are you SURE you're okay?" she asked. "It's alright if you aren't you know."

[Megan]

Kyle hesitated. “I...I...” he began not sure what to say. “I...don’t think the Mao’s frozen anymore.” He said before turning around showing the blood on his hand.

[Enryu]

"Then you're right about not going to the hospital." Vola admitted. "They can't do very much for that. We should hurry to the Mage."

[Megan]

Kyle nodded looking rather out of it befote coughing again more blood coming out.

[Kyng]

For once, Nestor was actually concerned about Kyle's well-being. He normally wouldn't be; however, he knew just how serious this disease could be.

"Come on... this way. We need to get you there, quickly!"