10-26-2018, 01:36 PM
[div style="width: 45%; text-align: justify; font-size: 10pt; letter-spacing: -1px; font-family: arial;"]♡ — It had been the loud sneezing that had caught the ktisune's attention. Clove had been examining the same vendor's fish, trying to memorize the names of each and which ones she liked the look of best, when Jerseyboy interrupted her thoughts.
Frankly, he looked terrible. Watery eyes, a messy nose, and an equally as almost fever aura about him to match. Whatever the tuxedo cat had, Clove didn't really want to catch.
While Clove didn't know Jerseyboy well enough to be worried about him, it certainly wasn't nice seeing a clanmate literally groaning in pain...seemingly for no apparent reason. Raising her brows as the feline insisted that no, he did not have a cold, Clove glanced over towards Leona and Marina and watched their expression for a moment - until Jerseyboy's staggering caught her attention. Where exactly was he off to? Trying to hide?
That wasn't a good sign. Food poisoning? Infection? The reasons behind his discomfort were endless with the symptoms he was displaying.
Still, if medical attention was required, Leona would be the one to administer it. If she could even get to Jerseyboy without receiving a scratch to the nose.
Feeling rather useless, Clove stepped lightly around to Jerseyboy's side and stood beside him - silently offering her flank for the domestic to lean upon, but leaving a couple of inches for away for him in order to allow him to refuse the offer without his pride being hurt. Or that was what she hoped.
"You eat anything bad last night?
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Frankly, he looked terrible. Watery eyes, a messy nose, and an equally as almost fever aura about him to match. Whatever the tuxedo cat had, Clove didn't really want to catch.
While Clove didn't know Jerseyboy well enough to be worried about him, it certainly wasn't nice seeing a clanmate literally groaning in pain...seemingly for no apparent reason. Raising her brows as the feline insisted that no, he did not have a cold, Clove glanced over towards Leona and Marina and watched their expression for a moment - until Jerseyboy's staggering caught her attention. Where exactly was he off to? Trying to hide?
That wasn't a good sign. Food poisoning? Infection? The reasons behind his discomfort were endless with the symptoms he was displaying.
Still, if medical attention was required, Leona would be the one to administer it. If she could even get to Jerseyboy without receiving a scratch to the nose.
Feeling rather useless, Clove stepped lightly around to Jerseyboy's side and stood beside him - silently offering her flank for the domestic to lean upon, but leaving a couple of inches for away for him in order to allow him to refuse the offer without his pride being hurt. Or that was what she hoped.
"You eat anything bad last night?
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