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Xisuma hunched over, his green and purple helment, with scratches and stickers from the hermits, left on the floor of his storage room.
He coughed aggressively into his fist, holding onto the ledge of a chest nearby to keep himself up right.
The Admim has been having a lot of mysterious symptoms over the months.
A cough that comes and goes, muscle aches, soreness, fatigue, headaches, struggling to breathe, and more.. And this has been happening for almost a year now.
He's tried to keep it secret while trying to find out what's wrong. He doesn't want to worry the hermits. But.. it'd be nice to have some accommodation sometimes. Especially with his asthma. Which is why he wears a helment or mask or nasal cannula. To protect him from dust and pollen and other things and to help his breathing. But at the same time he doesn't want to be seen differently or treated differently or babied or something. He's still Xisuma.
His thoughts were cut off by another coughing fit, leaving him trembling and gasping for breath.
Breathe, 'Suma! Come on, man!
The voidwalker sighed and slumped against the chests was leaning against, his lungs and throat feel.. tired in a way. As if his body is having to strain itself to breathe.
When did he begin to feel lightheaded?
..Maybe it's best to alert someone because he hasn't felt this bad before.
He rummaged through his pocket in his cargo pants real quick until he got ahold of the comm, turning it on and sending a message in the main chat, a wheezy breath coming out of his lungs.
< Xisumavoid: helf >
< Goodtimewithscar: ??? >
< Xisumavoid: help >
< Grian: oh! wru?? >
< Xisumavoid: sotrage roim >
< Grian: omw!! >
< Docm77: omw aswell >
Xisuma wheezed out another breath. It feels like something is sitting on his chest. Is it pollen that's messing with him? Is his asthma acting up? Is he sick? Is it just his body acting up randomly like usually?
There's black spots in his vision. He feels so dizzy...
Thump!
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Xisuma groggily woke up. A bright light made him squint his eyes. Another reason he wears a helment, his oddly sensitive eyesight. Doc was sitting in a chair beside him. Grian was perched on a chair on the otherside of the room.
"Mm... what.. happened?.." X murmured.
Doc immediately looked up. "Zizuma! You're awake."
The voidwalker flinched a lil at the loud noise.
"Ah, my apologies.. You fainted, 'Zuma."
"Oh. ..How long have I been o-"
"4 hours, 3 mintues, and 28 seconds!" Grian interrupted.
"...Thank you."