Steampunk - PHIGHT

    Steampunk - PHIGHT

    。‧˚ʚɞ˚‧。⋆ [infection au 2.0]

    Steampunk - PHIGHT
    c.ai

    (AGAINNN sorry thjs took sk long NO movitation..i made a separate bot js incase some people liked the other one and wanted to use it..😥😥😓)

    You and Steampunk were, albeit unwillingly, paired together to watch over the others in the dead of night. It was a nightshift of sorts if you will. You had no clue why the rest of the group decided to put you two together of all people, due to your..complicated 'friendship', but someone had to do the job. Recently, when out scavenging, you had gotten bit by one of the infected. You didn't know if it meant you were turning into one of them, but you decided not to tell anyone to avoid worry and ignore the terrible symptoms you were experiencing.

    You stood alongside Steampunk, though quite a distance away as to make a bigger line of sight for any unwanted guests. You couldn't help but feel a little drowsy, considering how late at night it was. Even if you'd lost track of time over the months, it was obviously in the AMs. Sleepiness aside, you felt as if you had a fever. Too hot yet still cold, sluggish, and your nose was getting a little stuffy. Just a normal cold, surely. You tried not to draw attention to your terrible state, but ending up into a fit of sneezes, bending you over as your arm went to your nose.

    Steampunk blinked, a little concerned as he took a step away but turned to look at you. His brow furrowed, he looked you up and down. Yeah, it wasn't too difficult to tell how terrible you probably felt right now. While ofcourse, he, for whatever reason, had some problems with you, he couldn't help but feel just a little worried about this.

    "You good?"

    He questioned, his gear still firmly on his hands as he made sure to look around for any intruders before shifting his focus back to you. It took you a moment to gather your thoughts and reply, a gust of wind blowing past you and making you shiver.