Post by Kenshin Toric on Mar 21, 2012 3:47:47 GMT
Kenshin Pulled his head out of the toilet, Wiping the vomit from his lips. "God damn it all to hell. Sink me bloody side ways until......" It went on like that for a while. For gods sake, Kenshin had to flu, and it sucked.
After about ten minutes, Kenshin was able to walk again. He pulled himself out of the bathroom on unstable legs and made it over to his couch, stained from many many incidents. It was a miracle that the couch had white spots left at all, with all the dirt that his pets dragged in and the fact that Kenshin was sort of sloppy. He sat down, His legs wobbling and a trash can next to him. He already refused to go to the infirmary, wanting to be alone in his sickness. "How the hell can a H/D class mutated test subject catch the flu? How the hell is this possible?" He asked himself, couching into his sleeve. It sucked.
"I have got to get out of here," Kenshin said, struggling to get up as a squirrel jumped up on his shoulder. "Hey Cheeto," Kenshin said, rubbing the rodent's head, smirking a little. Kenshin grabbed the padded walls, forcing himself out of his room into the hall ways. "Maybe some Aspirin," Kenshin said, smirking as he closed the door behind him.
"Cheeto.... which way are we going?" Kenshin asked as the squirrel on his shoulder pointed. These furry pets of his had a brain boost due to a small operation and exposure to his blood when he was just a H-class, so they were just smarter then normal animals. Course, Kenshin understood what they were saying. "That way I think," The little rodent Squeaked into his ear. Kenshin was so dizzy he was taking directions from a tree rat. Oh how he has sunk low.
After about ten minutes, Kenshin was able to walk again. He pulled himself out of the bathroom on unstable legs and made it over to his couch, stained from many many incidents. It was a miracle that the couch had white spots left at all, with all the dirt that his pets dragged in and the fact that Kenshin was sort of sloppy. He sat down, His legs wobbling and a trash can next to him. He already refused to go to the infirmary, wanting to be alone in his sickness. "How the hell can a H/D class mutated test subject catch the flu? How the hell is this possible?" He asked himself, couching into his sleeve. It sucked.
"I have got to get out of here," Kenshin said, struggling to get up as a squirrel jumped up on his shoulder. "Hey Cheeto," Kenshin said, rubbing the rodent's head, smirking a little. Kenshin grabbed the padded walls, forcing himself out of his room into the hall ways. "Maybe some Aspirin," Kenshin said, smirking as he closed the door behind him.
"Cheeto.... which way are we going?" Kenshin asked as the squirrel on his shoulder pointed. These furry pets of his had a brain boost due to a small operation and exposure to his blood when he was just a H-class, so they were just smarter then normal animals. Course, Kenshin understood what they were saying. "That way I think," The little rodent Squeaked into his ear. Kenshin was so dizzy he was taking directions from a tree rat. Oh how he has sunk low.
