[h1][b][i][color=MediumSpringGreen][center]James Kingston[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1]
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[center][color=MediumSpringGreen][b]Location[/b][/color]: Medical -> Echo and Max’s room
[color=MediumSpringGreen][b]Skills[/b][/color]: N/A[/center]
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James really needed to remember his boyfriend’s impulsiveness when he did things. Of course he wouldn’t just pass on the message. Who in the world needed to do something that simple? James couldn’t help the fond exasperation that he felt for Casper. He was cute when he was trying so hard but the fact remained he was sick with a potentially deadly condition. They had no idea what caused it to get worse but he seriously doubted Tylenol would protect him from the effects if he strained himself. James was about to tell him to stop, explain that just because he denied having M-Pox didn’t mean it wasn’t true, but instead his heart stopped as Casper fainted.

He felt his breath catch in his throat and he froze like a deer in headlights as Magik hitting the ground flashed in front of his eyes. Casper’s words rang in his ears. There was no way he was dead. He didn’t have the same symptoms as Magik. He just had a headache. That was all. Just a headache. No vomit, no bleeding, no hallucinations. He felt heavy as the moment stretched out into years and all he could think about was that cold, inescapable [i]nothing[/i] that seemed to be everywhere he looked. Still James couldn’t bring himself to move even as everything in him screamed at him to do so and years stretched into eons…

Then time snapped abc and he was scrambling. There wasn’t much distance to close but it felt so much longer. He yanked Casper into his arms, checking for anything, any sign of life. James let out a shaky sigh of relief and carefully laid Casper on the bed. Everything must have finally caught up with him. It had been a long day. He’d give Casper a sponge bath and get him changed later so at least he wouldn’t wake up feeling any worse than he already was. 

[color=mediumspringgreen]“Guess we’ll have to check in later then Ben. But at least he’s okay.”[/color] James apologized to the ghost. He pressed another kiss to his boyfriend’s forehead and headed out to grab a clean pair of clothes for Casper.

A sound from Max’s room made him pause. He thought he heard Max’s voice but he hadn’t heard anyone else come back. He was expecting some angry words being tossed around after Sunshine pulled her little stunt. He paused at Max and Echo’s room, only two doors down from medical, pushed it open, and poked his head in. James frowned at Max laying on his bed, stepped out of the room, looked around, and looked back in. Yep. Max was indeed still there. He wasn't dreaming. He blinked, shook his head, and made his way in to kneel next to Max's bed.

[color=mediumspringgreen]“Hey, hey. You’re okay, you're home. What’s going on? Where are the others?”[/color] James asked softly.