Captain Crackers's posts

"No just headache. no big deal" he mumbled from the pillow.

He looked over and smiled then yawned. "May be exhaustion."

He turned on his side. "I did fly for a long time and my nap was interrupted by a certain someone" he chuckled and pulled the covers over him.

"Im just gonna...go back to sleep..." he drifted to sleep curling up.

The shower was warm for the most part.

Eke stared at his hand. his entire finger was now black.He knew he should say something, but didnt ryker have enough to worry about?

He got out and dressed, still covering his hand and lay down on his bed. He wanted to curl up with ryker but he didnt want to rick him finding out about his hand.

He buried his face in the pillow as his headache was still there.

He smiled. "Yeah loads" he lied.

He could feel his headache getting worse, but did his best to ignore it.

"Well i guess we shouldnt stay too long. just for a good nights sleep" he grabbed some clothes.

"Think ill take a shower"

"What do you mean?" he finished up the fish.

He wasnt hungry anymore but his head was still pounding.

He sat down on a bed looking at ryker.

His finger was starting to feel stiff.

He smiled sleepily and dug in with one hand and grabbed a piece of raw fish, ripping into it.

Normally he waited for it to be cooked, but he was too hungry, and he wanted to get back to his nap.

"if i had gone with you, you wouldnt have to steal"

Eke slowly got up groaning as he had been sleeping.

"Gimme a sec!" he called and pulled on his shirt and his coat hiding his hand, his finger now half black.

He yawned and oepend the door.

"Hey"

He nodded. "Okay" he smiled

He got a room and sat on the bed. He was getting really dizzy.

His head was pounding. He looked at his hand.

The tip of his finger was turning black. That wasnt good. He pulled his sleeve over it and lay down.

"Just a bad headache bro. Im okay. its probably just the hunger" he waved dismissively.

"I just need a bit to rest before we find food" he smjiled walking towards a hotel.

"Seriously you worry too much sometimes"

Raphael was sitting at a park table with quite a few books and maps seemingly buried in...something. His long blonde hair was constantly in his face, making him scowl. He was getting frustrated, not finding the answers he was looking for.

"Whats his problem? i mean seriously" he sighed. "Why dont you get to work? ill be fine" he smiled and took a drink.

"No...no its fine...i would like to lay down for a bit first.." he rubbed his head squinting.

What a pounding headache.

Made him feel dizzy.

"Im not feeling so hot..."

"That is some....dark magic..." he shuddered.

He came out of the woods to find a big city not far off.

"Wr should get steaks..." he was feeling woozy from hunger by now.

He rubbed his head as he had a headache. Hunger probably he told himself

"I...i dont know...i think i feel okay for now" he flexed his fingers wincing.

"though ill keep an eye on it." he nodded.

"We should leave...this is...wrong.." he shuddered and began wlking away.

"This is...so wrong." he stood up looking pale.

"This feels wrong..."

He knelt by the water and slowly touched it.

He felt back as it burned his finger, and he yelped in pain.

"Mother trucker!!!!" he held his hand. "That hurt!"