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Kalim smiled nothing was wrong so far, well as far as Kalim could tell. Kalim honestly wasn't paying much attention to who he's currently talking to, Kalim was more focused on his drink in his hand right now.
Kalim put the drink in his hand down, not enough to seem for the person in front oh him not to notice; what he had already noticed. Well at least it wasn't poisoned this time, not that, the other option would be just as great. Kalim's thoughts were somewhat hazy, oh great already. Kalim at first thought it was one of the ones that worked slower.
Normally, Kalim somewhat trusted how things are here in NRC but of course he should've known to leave everything at the buffet alone today. He should've known, he normally doesn't given the fact he's very specific about what he's comfortable with given what he's had to deal with in the past.
Someone put a hand on Kalm's shoulder, Kalim didn't look at whoever it was right away; at least it hadn't been whoever he had been talking to. Kalim looked over to who it was after a second, oh yeah the second person who wasn't apparently from here; Cyno which had somehow somewhat has gotten some of Kalim's trust not just blatant pretended right away trust.
Cyno noticed the way that Kalim somewhat tensed when he put a hand on his shoulder. Cyno had been quick to pick up on the Head's movements and how he acted, although the Heir didn't make it easy but after a few months in the Scarabia Dorm and NRC in general; if Cyno was going to be stuck here when he originally got here, he was quick to try to figure out all his surroundings especially people.
It took Cyno a while to figure out Kalim, he's a tricky one much like Lord Kusanali open yet, able to take heart of the situation quickly despite appearance. Kalim had almost had Cyno fooled, but the way that he would sometimes signal to Jamil or the way where despite how many parties Kalim threw he refused to eat or drink anything from the table or handed directly from anyone but Jamil.
Despite everything Cyno knew those slight signals but not fully gone through, although well Kalim didn't seem to fully be there right now so Cyno had acted quickly as he hadn't really noticed that Jamil is currently in the room as of right now.
Cyno doesn't know why Kalim didn't try to figure out who it was right by him right away, it took Kalim a few moments to notice who it was before very slightly untensing. Cyno had been quick to notice that Kalim's eyes were slightly hazy, if Cyno had to guess maybe that the other was drugged given the way he was reacting slower and didn't immediately know who was right by him.
Kalim breathed out slowly, whatever they did manage to get in his drink without him noticing first was strong. He shook his head slightly but it just made him feel dizzy along with the haziness around him currently.
"Kalim are you okay?"
Kalim could somewhat make out what Cyno was trying to say, but to him it sounded like broken versions of some languages he currently knows; well it was a mixture of different ones from the desert areas. Kalim tried to respond although, try seemed like an understatement.
The next thing anyone knew was the Scarabia Dorm Leader, well quite literally falling to the ground. After that it was slightly chaos as Cyno who had been worried and checking on Kalim or at least trying to moments before quickly kneeled on the ground besides the passed out Dorm Leader. As for whatever occurred afterwards, well not many knew as it had been filled with slight panic; and the only thing they cared about was that the Precious Heir of the Richest Family in Twisted Wonderland had fallen over during a party. Not Kalim.. just the Precious Heir and what that would mean for them.
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Kalim shook his head, out of everything he hadn't noticed that at all?! Had he been getting to comfortable here? Kalim should've known, he shouldn't have been so easy and nice about everything. Kalim sighed and somewhat put his head down on his desk.
"Kalim, I brought you something," A voice said to the side; Kalim had recognized it right away. Oh, great.
Sure Kalim loved Jamil's cooking but right now, ugh he really honestly doesn't think he'd be able to swallow it down. Kalim slightly waved the other off, not really to be rude he might try to do so later; sure it's been about maybe a day since the incident but still... nope.
Kalim can't he might as well throw it up instead of swallowing it. Jamil is trust worthy well enough to eat his food, but the amount of times he's either been drugged or poisened honestly thinking of eating or drinking anything makes him sick at the thought of doing so.