

TF: VirusFang groaned slightly and leaned her back against the wall, curling her legs in as her tail wrapped around them. Boredom. After catching a virus from Primus-knows-where, the femme was forced to stay in the room and rest. She felt absolutely horrible from the virus, and everyone noticed. Her ears and tail drooped as if too lazy to stay up, her purple optics were dimmed slightly, and her faceplate was red. She would cough from time to time and her voice was crackly.TF: Virus
She soon dazed out, trying to think how she caught the virus in the first place. Maybe no Maybe it was No, that cant be it What about
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Peace.
~PolicyRapistNoMore
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Peace.
~PolicyRapistNoMore
Don't be sorry...
In a way I wanted to but I won't, because it wouldn't work out.
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Peace.
~PolicyRapistNoMore
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