Role Play: Mao

[Enryu]

Vola did as instructed and placed Kyle gently on the couch. "I will be right here, don't worry." she told him

[Megan]

Kyle didn’t like where things were going. He normally would of protested but he didn’t have it in him right now. He was having a hard time breathing and still was coughing a lot.

“I’ll need what you have from a silver oak.” The mage said walking over.

[Kyng]

Nestor held up his empty hands, and shrugged his shoulders.

"It's probably in his pocket," Nestor claimed. "Along with a journal... if you find one of those, then it's mine ."

[Megan]

Cara rolled her eyes. She went to Kyle and carefully poked through his pockets before finding the bag with the silver oak stuff, and handed it to the mage.

The mage nodded taking it. "I'll see what I can do..." he said with a sigh before disappearing from the room.

Cara frowned looking at Kyle who seemed to be in bad shape. "How come his didn't stay frozen like Nestor's? Is it cause of what his mom did or something?" she asked.

[Enryu]

"Who can say?" Vola answered Cara with a shrug. "It's not as if we can ask her, but the fact that Nestor is okay makes it seem likely."

[Megan]

Kyle started hacking again spitting up more blood again. He also was gasping for air as if he couldn't breathe.

Cara gulped looking scared. "H...he looks bad...he's not going to die is he?"

[Enryu]

"I don't know." Vola admitted. "He does have a terminal illness, so it's always a possibility. But I hope not."

[Megan]

"That mage better hurry up. Or I'll sic my ferrets on him." Cara said frowning.

Poor Kyle looked terrified, he whimpered reaching for Vola's hand.

[Enryu]

Vola did not initially seem overly pleased by this, but offered her hand none the less. "Just don't read too much into this." she said.

[Megan]

Kyle didn’t say anything, just whimpered. He stayed like that a moment before flinching crying out in pain.