[First Glitch] | Moderation is best

[corruptedsouls]

[Tobias, while having the typical survival instincts that most other people did, was unfortunately not quite as smart in things as they were. Oh sure, he could pick up on orders, signs, or what have you quickly, but common sense just sometimes didn't come into his brain -- it worked too differently from others, now.

Which is, of course, why he had thought nothing of devouring everything that was given to him. A handful of people all trying to feed him without realizing others had led to very bad things when one had no self control, and unfortunately, today it had decided to show just what happens when someone who's thin to the point of starvation has enough food to feed a group of athletes given to him.

Those who pass by one of the tents in the outer area will likely hear the sounds of retching and faint crying. Tobias is hunched over a bush, his body shaking and making small whimpers between the gasps and expelling everything in his body onto the ground.

Nearby him, sitting protectively against his legs, is a small, yellow mouse thing with an odd notch in its tail, cooing in an attempt to be soothing and to take some of the pain away from her friend.]

Comments

[fierybluebird]

Shit... Kid... you okay?

[Bent down on his knees to check on him.]

[corruptedsouls]

No...

[Careful, Marco, or he might throw up on you. The mouse flicks her ears, watching the tall man suspiciously.]

[fierybluebird]

[Stays crouching down, but keeps enough distance.]

Come on, we better get you to see a nurse, okay?

[corruptedsouls]

No...!

[That is definitely an idea Tobias is not happy about. Somewhat better adjusted now or not, it's only to a couple of people and he definitely doesn't want to go talk to the Ministry. They brought that... thing in!

The mouse sits up, her ears perking with a bit of sparks crossing her cheeks. Is she gonna have to shock a bitch?]

Kaa....

[fierybluebird]

I'll go with you, and if they try anything bad, I'll kick their asses. But I don't know the first thing about magic or healing other people. And you might be really sick, eh?

Do you want other people here to get sick?

[no1troll]

[A bull-horned grey figure with grey skin and orange eyes is exactly what someone likes to see when they're vomiting horribly, right? Of course, on second glance Tavros isn't that bad. A 13 year old can only be so intimidating, regardless of his mohawk and too many jagged teeth. Right? Or, ok, maybe he's the absolute last thing a miserable, sick person wants to see. Too bad! Here he comes, hovering worriedly behind the human.]

Uhh.

[corruptedsouls]

[Tobias is a bit preoccupied to be terrified at present -- while he seems to start to panic, another wave of sickness hits and he's too busy emptying out his body.

The small yellow thing, on the other hand, is not so inhibited and bares her teeth at Tavros, sparks dancing across her cheeks.]

Pika....

[no1troll]

[Tavros steps back. Is that a magical creature? Ordinarily he'd be really interested in it, but the human behind it seems really ill. A hand goes up to his temple and he reaches out to it psychically. Nap time.

It doesn't work. He furrows his brow, confused, and says in its head:]

Um. Go to sleep?

[corruptedsouls]

Not a chance.

[Pikachu is clearly not intending to let him close that easily, letting the sparks flicker across her cheeks even more pronouncedly.]

[no1troll]

[Oh! His eyes go wide. That was not the way an animal speaks at all, but he can still talk to it psychically as though it was one. He's never encountered this before...]

He's sick.

[Way to state the obvious, Tavros. He gives speaking his thoughts another try:]

Maybe I can help?

[espio]

Stomach problems?

[Well... colour Espio unsurprised - kid's always running off with food. He leans over Tobias, frowning.]

Let this be a lesson - next time, don't eat so much! Shoveling food into your face at light speed is a sure-fire way to make yourself sick.

[corruptedsouls]

[The only real thing Espio gets is a pathetic choked noise, Tobias sniffling miserably as another wave comes over him.

The mouse, however, looks quite a bit more irritated and hisses at Espio.]

Pikachu!

[espio]

Go away, Mousey.

[Not impressed with the Pikachu. Nope. SIGH. Okay, gonna just try and rub his back a bit. See if it helps.]

Why do I get the feeling someone's gonna need to go through this stuff with you? Eating so much after your body's accustomed to so little you look like a skeleton really won't do you good.

Maybe you should go lie down.

[corruptedsouls]

[Tobias manages to cringe away from Espio's hand between bouts, gasping chokedly and making a weird sort of "go away" gesture at him.

That... is enough for the mouse, apparently, who proceeds to show the chameleon why insulting her is not a good idea.

THUNDERSHOCK!]

[espio]

[Espio grits his teeth and tries to bear it but OW OW OW OW SHIT glove is on fire rip it off and throw it somewhere else.]

Hey!

What was that for?! I'm trying to help! Even if it's not actually doing much of anything, I'm still trying, you know!

[He's half tempted to kick her! But. She's so tiny, electrocution powers or not!]

[justicereigns]

[Yeek.]

[Smoker gently pats the animal on the head and glances at Tobias.]

Tsk... gotta get worse before it gets better huh?

[corruptedsouls]

[The touch causes the mouse to spark a little irritatedly, but when Tobias doesn't react negatively to the big lug, she settles and lets the sparks die down.

The boy, meanwhile, makes a choked noise, using one arm to try and dry his face in between fits.]

I don't know...

[justicereigns]

[Grabs a seat nearby.]

Just ate too much too fast you think? [Keeps a hand out to the mouse so she can inspect it and further decide if Smoker's safe, despite the smoke.]

[corruptedsouls]

I don't know.

[Sorry, that's all he can offer.

Pikachu decides to take him up on the offer and sniffs his hand a little, making a face at the smell of cigar smoke. Her tail flicks annoyedly, but she doesn't seem to disapprove too much. Hey, if Tobias isn't freaking out, no need to bother, right?]

[justicereigns]

That's fine. Here, I'll get you some water, you need a good place to lie down when you're ready.

[urnotafraid]

You went and ate too much, huh?

[ Sho crouches down, eying the odd little mouse before turning his attention to Tobias. After the little nap, he felt better but it's obvious that Tobias had wandered off. ]

Do you want some water?

[corruptedsouls]

I don't know.

[Really, he hasn't had enough in years. He doesn't quite understand there might be too much of something just yet.

He does nod after another fit, though.]

Yes...

[urnotafraid]

You've gotta let you stomach rest between meals, Tobias.

[ Shakes his head but goes gets some water and a wet cloth to wipe away the ick from his face. ]

Rinse your mouth out first and then take a sip.

[corruptedsouls]

I do?

[Yep, clueless. He does as directed, though -- he's pretty much emptied his body by this point, so rinsing his mouth before slowly starting to drink is easy enough.]

...Thank you...

[urnotafraid]

You do. If you try to cram too much into your stomach, it will hurt and then you won't be able to keep anything in it. It's like a glass or a cup: You can only put so much into it before it goes spilling out.

[ While he is sipping the water, Sho is going to gently wipe off his face. ]

You're welcome.