Post by Li Youngcheol on May 31, 2010 1:41:27 GMT -5
Youngcheol woke with a start, sitting upright from where he had slumped against the wall. Had he passed out? Again? Really?
This was getting ridiculous. Of course, with classes starting soon it was only a matter of time before the rest of the student populous returned to Dunehelden for the fall term. Having so few of his peers around meant that Youngcheol did not get to feed often, if at all. He had been relying on regular food for the past week since he had returned to the castle, but normal noms only did so much for his odd metabolism.
Youngcheol clenched his jaw and stood up, keeping one hand flat against the wall for support. He managed to reach the nearest window before the world around him swam and seemed to melt. Youngcheol took a few moments to breathe and pressed his forehead against the cool glass pane. He wondered if he could try blood again. Last time had made him sick to his stomach, but that was perhaps the fault of the blood type. There were different flavors of blood tablets-- maybe it had simply been the taste of A positive that had made him ill.
Of course, a simpler solution would be to visit one of the healers. Doctor Stryker didn't much like him-- it was probably just the nature of Youngcheol's abilities that caused that. Youngcheol couldn't hold that against the man; he had a daughter, and fathers tended to be automatically adverse to Youngcheol being anywhere around their charges.
Understandable.
Where was Doctor Yogo's classroom? Ellie had healed him before-- and besides, Youngcheol wasn't technically injured. He couldn't be fixed via regenerative magic. Didn't need to be under any circumstances, really. So yes, Ellie was the way to go. Where to find her?
This was getting ridiculous. Of course, with classes starting soon it was only a matter of time before the rest of the student populous returned to Dunehelden for the fall term. Having so few of his peers around meant that Youngcheol did not get to feed often, if at all. He had been relying on regular food for the past week since he had returned to the castle, but normal noms only did so much for his odd metabolism.
Youngcheol clenched his jaw and stood up, keeping one hand flat against the wall for support. He managed to reach the nearest window before the world around him swam and seemed to melt. Youngcheol took a few moments to breathe and pressed his forehead against the cool glass pane. He wondered if he could try blood again. Last time had made him sick to his stomach, but that was perhaps the fault of the blood type. There were different flavors of blood tablets-- maybe it had simply been the taste of A positive that had made him ill.
Of course, a simpler solution would be to visit one of the healers. Doctor Stryker didn't much like him-- it was probably just the nature of Youngcheol's abilities that caused that. Youngcheol couldn't hold that against the man; he had a daughter, and fathers tended to be automatically adverse to Youngcheol being anywhere around their charges.
Understandable.
Where was Doctor Yogo's classroom? Ellie had healed him before-- and besides, Youngcheol wasn't technically injured. He couldn't be fixed via regenerative magic. Didn't need to be under any circumstances, really. So yes, Ellie was the way to go. Where to find her?