Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20191120203148/@comment-27666783-20191130211723

(@Hound)

Without a word, the two looked at each other before following the dogman down the hall. Bertram began to become aware that his vision was blurring, seemingly turning pink. His skin tingled at the cold air flicking at his body and his breath felt hot and damp. The poison must be reaching his bloodstream, its effects reduced thanks to most of the contents being removed, but what little remained began to work its properties. He turned to look at Chenguang, she had ingested far less of any sort of poison that Youko gave her, but she also didn't remove anything either. Not that he doubted the Mists meditative practices and their magical effects, but his concern for her felt just, what with her flushed skin. Maybe she needed this pill, provided it was safe. With a shake and haphhazardly putting his hands in his armpits.