h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

[Stallholder]: Yes I'd rather you didnt butcher my room anymore thankyou
*the stallholder shivers and rubs his forehead. He gets up muttering about something then crosses behind the curtain. He comes back bearing too bottles and sits beside the fire. He uncorks the bottle containing a slightly less pleasent liquid and drinks some of it making disgusted face*

[Ecg]: "If I wanted to be really mean... I could take the wattle and duabe to the walls and be able to rend that in two. It falls within the ground categories, more-or-less. Won't though."

*Strokes his chin*

*the stallholder presses two fingers to his temple and sets down the drink*

[Stallholder]: Look, i'm sorry if you need some form of entertainment, I have tried my best to keep you amused demon but I am tired and coming down with a fever so if you could at least keep the witty comments and noise to a minumum it would please me greatly

[Ecg]: "Not asking,... for entertainment."
*Sulks*
"Came... becuas I had wanted, to help a friend out."
*Turns his back*

*exhasperated*

[Stallholder]: Well you helped and now you can help by being a tad quieter!
*he rubs his forehead and winces*
Please? I dont mind if you want to talk or anything but a little less energy would be nice

*Ecg rolls his eyes*
"Alright. Seeing as how it's your place, come to think of it..."
*not like it was an oversight.*

*starts suddenly to feel very dizzy as everything starts to spin, fears he is about to be sick*


*groans*

*the stallholder sighs rubbing his forehead and taking another gulp of the nasty looking liquid*

[Stallholder]: If you want to do something see if you can get them to swallow a little of this
*he pushes the other bottle across to Ecg. He squints a little and rubs his forehead again setting down his medicine*
That would.... Help..... I...
*he blinks a couple of times then passes out slumped on the floor*

*groans starting to come round a little*

[Ecg]: *Looks at the label to the bottle.*
"Argh,- it's in Elvish."

*Uncorks the lid, and smells it a little.*

"Yep, smells medicinal. Hope he didn't confuse the two bottles. Both look kinda similar. Huh."

*glances over to Cal and Ezekiel.*

"Stallholder guy says you are supposed to take a little bit from one of these. The one he's holding must have been some sort of a sleeping draught; not so sure as to quite what this other one is."

*nods a little*

"Smells like medicine. Not sure how much that helps though. Hwuh"

*takes the bottle and drinks a little*

[Ezekiel]: *softly* Actually I think he just passed out from a mixture of fever and exhaustion

*Ezekiel sits up silently and rubs his head thoughtfully*

I suppose I owe him my thanks even after how sour he was to us

*gets up a little unsteadily and walks over to the stallholder, Lays out his hands above the stallholder and starts to chant*




*frowns*

[Ezekiel]: What are you doing?
*he squints slightly trying to focus*
What....
*he rubs the side of his head swaying a little*
I've never had a headache this bad in my whole life.
*he lays down again sighing*
Oh! But what...
*he sits up suddenly then winces regretting it*
What happened?

I think it's a little more than a fever

[Ezekiel]: *winces again*
Thats not what I meant. I dont care whats wrong with him
*he eases himself up*
I meant what happened? Last think I remember I was having an argument with him next thing I know I'm on the floor and so are you. Did he do something to us?
*bitterly* I knew I shouldnt have trusted him
*he sways a little unsteadily*

*takes a small bottle of fluid from his pocket, putting it to the stall holders lips*


*replaces the bottle and walks over to Ezekiel*


He helped us *exames ezekiel making sure everything is ok* your mark is fading by the way

[Ezekiel]: What??
*he rubs at his mark and blinks*
He helped? Him? How? Tell me everything

<< I'm sorry you sounded excatly like a friend of my then >>


He merged our souls together, and I suspect gave us a little extra help and thats why he's in his current state. I think it was too much for him

[Ezekiel]: Mer...merged our souls together?
*he turns slightly pink*
What do you mean merged our souls together? You mean you were ...
*he rubs at the fading mark then starts to pace slightly*
*very quietly, mostly to himsel* This is extremely embarassing...