Scroll Thirty Five

[huffythedragon]

[Spike, over his year of living in the castle, has wished for a lot. After all, why wouldn't he? He was raised by a magical unicorn. Magic is just something that's ALWAYS THERE. Now, unfortunately, he's paying the price. The journal picks up his groan as he wakes up at his usual 7am]

Awww man, I don't feel so good. Why is the room spinning? The lobsters didn't come back, did they? Maybe some tea will help. Yo, castle. Tea me.

[And thus comes the result of another Bad Decision Made By Spike. That pot of tea was the straw that broke the camels back. Or in this case, drained the baby dragon enough that he lost conciousness.

There's a dull thud over the journals, before the pages soak in tea. Dragon down people]

[[OOC: And Spike is out for a canon bump! Feel free to drag his unconscious self anywhere, there won't be any replies from him]]

Comments

dictated ; feel free to tag this

[3_butterflies]

Spike...? Spike?!

overheard and threadjacking!

[iamdamnloyal]

Fluttershy? Did he reply? Do you know what's going on?

[3_butterflies]

I... I haven't heard anything...

[iamdamnloyal]

I'm sure he's fine. He's pretty strong.

dictated;

[persequor]

Lizard? Hey. Say something.

and action! because they are the best friends ever

[persequor]

[ When she did not immediately get an indignant scream that he's a dragon, not a lizard, Arya found herself a lot more worried than she would admit. With the journals rife with people complaining about being sick or in pain, her concern grew. She finally decided to look up his room, Nymeria at her heels.

When she finally finds it, Arya throws the door open without bothering to knock. ]

Spike!

[ She hauls the lizard-boy up to check him for injury. With none apparent, she chews her lower lip as she considers what's the right thing to do here.

Which is why Nymeria is carrying Spike by his tail through the halls up to Arya and Cat's room. ]

dictated

[billiardsplz]

Spike? Oi! Spike!