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paixaorpg2006-04-17 04:24 am
walking-complex.livejournal.com) wrote in paixaorpg2006-04-17 04:24 am
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Characters: Hojo, Zack, Cloud, Maya, Phoenix, Miles, Dias, Isaac, Ashe, Yaten
Content: The crew stops in Muspelheim for the night
Setting: Morem o Lisboa
Time: Very early Saturday morning(as in one or two AM)
Warning: None yet
Hojo was quite suitably miserable by the time they got back into the domes of Paixao. Sitting upright, especially when shoved into a rather small space, was not at all good for his wounds(he was beginning to think a few ribs had been fractured on top of everything else) and the ride back had brought on his motion sickness very close to full force. On top of all that, it seemed as though all the running around in freezing rain he'd been doing for the past week was finally starting to catch up with him, in the form of what promised to be a very unpleasant cold.
Almost everyone in this motley crew of people was in need of a place to stay the night, so they didn't go too much further than the gates of Muspelheim before they sought out a hotel. Unfortunately, it seemed the only one in the area was the Morem o Lisboa, a decidedly expensive establishment. Hojo hardly noticed where they were at this point, though, scrambling to get out of the buggy as quickly as he could manage once they'd come to a stop. Being cramped for so long while on the verge of either falling apart or vomiting was doing more than bothering him by that point.
...And it was STILL raining. Hojo managed a scowl; he didn't think he'd been properly dry since he arrived in this forsaken city.
Content: The crew stops in Muspelheim for the night
Setting: Morem o Lisboa
Time: Very early Saturday morning(as in one or two AM)
Warning: None yet
Hojo was quite suitably miserable by the time they got back into the domes of Paixao. Sitting upright, especially when shoved into a rather small space, was not at all good for his wounds(he was beginning to think a few ribs had been fractured on top of everything else) and the ride back had brought on his motion sickness very close to full force. On top of all that, it seemed as though all the running around in freezing rain he'd been doing for the past week was finally starting to catch up with him, in the form of what promised to be a very unpleasant cold.
Almost everyone in this motley crew of people was in need of a place to stay the night, so they didn't go too much further than the gates of Muspelheim before they sought out a hotel. Unfortunately, it seemed the only one in the area was the Morem o Lisboa, a decidedly expensive establishment. Hojo hardly noticed where they were at this point, though, scrambling to get out of the buggy as quickly as he could manage once they'd come to a stop. Being cramped for so long while on the verge of either falling apart or vomiting was doing more than bothering him by that point.
...And it was STILL raining. Hojo managed a scowl; he didn't think he'd been properly dry since he arrived in this forsaken city.
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Hojo wasn't so ill as to be oblivious as to what the others were doing. He glared at Dias when the swordsman turned his attention on him; if he never saw the damned blue-haired man again he would be a perfectly happy scientist.
Unfortunately, his body decided to get the better of him at that moment and he retched, doubling over and vomiting stomach acid into the fake bushes next to the hotel.
I really did not think it was possible for today to get worse, he thought bitterly as his broken ribs screamed at him for the sudden movement. Not like it had been HIS fault, stupid ribs; they should take their quarrel up with his stomach for being unstable and leave him alone.