Don't worry, I could use a rest myself. It must be the next punishment coming on... can't be worse than leprosy, can it?
*Wesley vomits again, and is involuntarily somewhat alarmed to see the smallest wisps of crimson in the bile. He knows he's already dead, but it's still disconcerting.*
Take your time. I don't think we'll get very far through this wind feeling like this. Why don't you tell me about yourself?
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Date: 2009-12-17 03:23 am (UTC)*Wesley vomits again, and is involuntarily somewhat alarmed to see the smallest wisps of crimson in the bile. He knows he's already dead, but it's still disconcerting.*
Take your time. I don't think we'll get very far through this wind feeling like this. Why don't you tell me about yourself?