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tampered2007-03-09 09:13 pm
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Log: Complete
When: Evening, March 9th
Rating: Teen for squicky illness
Characters: Alucard [![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
thekingofpain], D [favored_son], Integral [steeldame]
Summary: Left Hand and D offered White an outlet for the need to spread a little pestilence, and are now suffering the results.
Log:
It had started with a lingering ache that deepened as time passed, uncomfortable but easy enough to ignore. Though it hurt to move by the time sunset came around again, D was up and in the process of pulling on his boots. Ill or not, he still needed to tend to his horse. He had promised the parasite that he would come back indoors and relax for the rest of the night once the animal had been cared for. Had he bothered to look in a mirror, what passed for his reflection would have shown him alarmingly pale features (even for a dhampir) and lines of fatigue. D ignored his limbs' protests as he stood and headed for the door. It would only take an hour at most to deal with the horse.
Rating: Teen for squicky illness
Characters: Alucard [
thekingofpain], D [favored_son], Integral [steeldame]Summary: Left Hand and D offered White an outlet for the need to spread a little pestilence, and are now suffering the results.
Log:
It had started with a lingering ache that deepened as time passed, uncomfortable but easy enough to ignore. Though it hurt to move by the time sunset came around again, D was up and in the process of pulling on his boots. Ill or not, he still needed to tend to his horse. He had promised the parasite that he would come back indoors and relax for the rest of the night once the animal had been cared for. Had he bothered to look in a mirror, what passed for his reflection would have shown him alarmingly pale features (even for a dhampir) and lines of fatigue. D ignored his limbs' protests as he stood and headed for the door. It would only take an hour at most to deal with the horse.