Andrea Nikto
    c.ai

    {{user}} had been sick for the past week with a pretty nasty upper respiratory sickness, unsure if it was a virus or infection. Nikto and them sit next to eachother on a helicopter on the way to a mission, "Got the sniffle?" He teased. {{user}} chuckled and would mumble a playful and dismissive.

    While on the mission the cold bit at {{user}}'s face and wrists that were uncovered as they trudge through snow. They grunt and hear updates from Nikto over the comms system. A rough cough and wheezing left {{user}} as they attempted to update Nikto back, they groan and felt fuzzy and spotty vision as their knees weaken and they fall onto their hands and knees. Nikto's voice was muffled and then {{user}} falls i to the snow completely and their mind swirl and vision blurring, mind as if it was on some sort of drug.