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[consumeation]

Characters: Kei and anyone else
Date: 1/30
Location: Around Aifaran
Situation: Kei has just arrived and he is in very bad shape, both physically and mentally. Please help him.
Warnings/Rating: Well, he's dying, so.


There's a man staggering down the street, barely staying upright, ominous green sparkles emanating from his body. He doesn't seem to have really registered that this is not where he should be, but perhaps him seeming not-quite-solid has something to do with that. As he walks, he mutters the same word under his breath again and again and again. From a distance it's inaudible, only noticeable because his lips are moving, but closer up you might be able to make out the word, "Belial-sama".


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[consumeation]

"Most people can't survive lacking a vital organ, no matter their species."

With his thinking not being entirely clear still, and with as much as he's already said, the easiest answer is the truth.

"That would be best, I suppose." He doubts there's anything they can do, but either way, there's nothing to lose.

[driverslicense]

"Some people here were not meant to survive at all. I arrived without the injuries I'd sustained back in my own world."

He peers at Kei for another moment.

"If you would rather walk yourself, I will lead." The insinuation being that if Kei needs assistance walking, well...Chase would still be leading, but he would also be carrying.