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MCA #3, Friday
Jun. 21st, 2019 10:02 amKanan's head was rebelling on him.
Well. More than his head. All of his senses. If Rapture had been bad, this place had been a slow-burn flood into hell itself, the sickness creeping through everything on the island until all Kanan could feel was the poison battering at his defenses, a Force migraine gone overboard.
He hadn't been infected, no, but it had gotten bad enough that he wasn't even certain he could get out of bed today if he wanted to, and not just because he had a dog sprawled across his feet and a cat on his chest, insisting he stay put. Mostly because he was warm, granted, but at least a little bit because he wasn't whatever that creeping horror was outside.
... He wasn't inclined to argue.
This wasn't a great week to be nominally Jedi on this island, no.
[OOC: ... My Friday spam is so much simpler when most of the regulars are monsters. Open for anyone who has any business visiting/calling Kanan at home!]
Well. More than his head. All of his senses. If Rapture had been bad, this place had been a slow-burn flood into hell itself, the sickness creeping through everything on the island until all Kanan could feel was the poison battering at his defenses, a Force migraine gone overboard.
He hadn't been infected, no, but it had gotten bad enough that he wasn't even certain he could get out of bed today if he wanted to, and not just because he had a dog sprawled across his feet and a cat on his chest, insisting he stay put. Mostly because he was warm, granted, but at least a little bit because he wasn't whatever that creeping horror was outside.
... He wasn't inclined to argue.
This wasn't a great week to be nominally Jedi on this island, no.
[OOC: ... My Friday spam is so much simpler when most of the regulars are monsters. Open for anyone who has any business visiting/calling Kanan at home!]
