I'll spread my wings [Action/Video]

[charcoalfeather]

[The week was drawing to a close and Rakka wasn't feeling very good about it. There was some sort of strange light in the sky above Vegas, whatever it was apparently matched the light that appeared over Locke city. She hadn't seen anything stranger than normal in the city, and her illness had even disappeared in the last few days. Maybe it would even go away finally and she wouldn't have to worry about some sort of weird, angel flu anymore.

Today had even seen Rakka going outside, taking a short walk around the city and doing some odd errands. A soft breeze blew past her as she made her way down a sidewalk towards home. As always she kept her hat on and her hoodie drawn up over it. There was no way she was ready to show her halo just yet. Maybe later, but not now.

She continued walking before something made the student stop and look down. Laying on the sidewalk a few feet in front of her was a ring of keys. Did someone drop them? She couldn't just leave them here, could she? Slowly, after looking to see if anyone was around, she reached down and picked them up.

And promptly collapsed to the ground as she felt a wave of nausea rolled over her. All at once she felt her body temperature spike to high levels. The pain in her back even came back with full force, along with some sort of... pulling feeling that left her unable to get up again.

Oh god, was she dying? This illness was really killing her? Panic quickly set in and Rakka dove for her phone as fast as she could. When the video finally comes on it'll show the girl's pale face on the ground, sweat forming on it as she weakly tries to speak.]

....H-help... Someone please help me...

Comments

[guitar_case_vagabond]

Yeah. Cause there's no way you're turning into that kinda angel.

[Sorry, Rakka, she's pretty solidly set on the idea of you not having an evil bone in your body.]

You wanna try to get some more rest? You've gotta be tired after all that.

[charcoalfeather]

[Well, as far as she knows...

In response, Rakka yawns and nods slowly.]

Yeah... I probably should.

[guitar_case_vagabond]

[Fair enough.]

Go ahead. [She settles back into her chair again, stifling the yawn that had come up in response to Rakka's.] You can figure that stuff out when you feel better.

[charcoalfeather]

Right... yeah, thanks...

[The moment her head hits the pillow again, Rakka is out and away. Seems all that talking used up whatever energy she had left.]

[guitar_case_vagabond]

[And as Rakka drops off, Raye moves to settle down in her chair then pauses. After a second's thought, she reaches over to tug the blanket up over Rakka's shoulder. With that done, and a muttered good night, she slouches down in the chair to try to get some sleep herself.]