He gently pressed the tip of his wand to the injury, whispering the word from the book.
Skye winced, but didn't resist, trusting Micheal enough to help him.
He finished the spell, pulling away. "There. Doing okay?"
(I is very very evil.)
((YOU SURE AS HELL ARE great job))
((W H Y))
(Cause I nedded a story to write? And I'm and evil writer? Who is very glad to have fiscovered that my character has caught your heart? And now I can use that in my books? To rip the hearts from my readers? evil cackle)
He gently pressed the tip of his wand to the injury, whispering the word from the book.
Skye winced, but didn't resist, trusting Micheal enough to help him.
He finished the spell, pulling away. "There. Doing okay?"
Skye nodded, relaxing slightly as the pain numbed a bit. But he was still a bit dizzy from not eating.
((I gotta go to bed))
Micheal smiled. "Good. Want any food? Mom's working the hella late shift."
Skye looked up at him at the word 'food'. Trying not to see as hungry as he was, his stomach growling involuntarily.
(Aww… see ya!)
He laughed softly. "I'm taking that as a yes?"
Skye nodded, moving to try and sit up.
"Careful!" He said, not really sure if he should push him down or not. "Don't want you to collapse again."
Skye moved to prop himself up on the pillows, curling into himself again. He still felt sick, and it wasn't going away.
He gently rested a hand on Skye's shoulder. "Maybe just wait here?"
He left the room, heading to the kitchen.
Skye sighed, curling in on himself. He wasn't used to having to rely on someone else for survival..
He dug through the cabinet, managing to dig out some ramen.
Skye heard him rummagingfor something, but he didn't try to move.
He filed up a pot, leaving it to boil before dropping in the block.
Skye focused on the sounds from the other's kitchen, having pulled out his amulet, fingering it.
He spit up the noodles, grabbing some fork and heading back to his room.
Skye had curled up, still not feeling to good.
(My poor baby boi….. EVIL LAUGH)
"Hey… hope you like ramen." He said, nudging the door back open.
Sky looked up, "I'll eat anything.." he said quietly.
He passed him the bowl, sitting next to him. "Here."
Skye managed to sit up slightly, forcinghimself not to literally wolf it down and eat slowly.
He smiled, starting on his own bowl.
Skye Finished his fairly quick, and leaned back tiredly.
