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anyone know if stress can legit kill a person?
I'm rather upset. Today was the day I was going too post something just for you. It wasn't going to be much, but enough to drag this RP from the depths.

And now I have some kind of stomach something. My insides hurt, I can't eat, and I have this low-level pukey feeling.. Couldn't even down the chicken soup I made, it was TOO flavorful.

lehhhh....

I keep going from severe stress to like... mid stress, and the minute I feel like I can take a breath of relief I'm back in hell.

I am so worn out, Justric. Honestly, I don't do much creatively lately... I have ideas, but can't make them congeal. I haven't drawn in weeks, my gallery collects dust...

*rubs face* I'm still out of work, my boyfriend (now fiance) is a state away and I can't afford a plane ticket...

Oh, and the house has a rodent infestation.

*pulls a blanket over her head* Wake me up when the darkness clears.
hey krimp, I'll be present in the titanpad posthaste.
Devika raised her eyebrows. She knew a few very simple elemental spells, but the most she'd ever used them for was keeping her clothes dry in the rain. It was useful while living in South Florida, where there could be two sorts of weather on opposite sides of the street. But here, she felt like what she'd learned was useless. "I don't... I don't know anything about hostile forces. This is just... lovely." She'd always been more of a talker than a fighter.
Devika let out a few more deep breaths, feeling somehow marked by his touch. She rubbed herself once his back was turned, as if trying to clean her skin. The guy was nearly around the corner when she realized what had truly set her off in the first place. That presence. Something was here that didn't belong here. She wasn't sure that it had noticed her, but... it would be strange to leave someone without knowledge that could keep them safe.

She at least owed him that much.

"Ah, er..." She cleared her throat and lifted her voice, letting her parents' many years of vocal training kick in. "Mr. Brice, just a moment!" She rushed after him, looking off a bit, not quite meeting his eyes. "The whole reason I was... ill in the first place wasn't the crowd. Some... something was there. Something not human. I caught a bit of it's emotion... it was like nothing I'd ever felt before. I had no defense against it. You... you should be careful, I guess."
Devika frowned at him. "You can start helping me by taking your hands off me." She really didn't like being touched. Too many bad things had happened when she'd been touched, and it had been years since she let a stranger do so. Her friendliness had a limit. "Mr. Brice, thank you for your help... You seem kind, but... I really don't know you. You may know something large about me, but you don't know me either." She touched her wrist bangle again, this time the jewelry going so tight that it started to indent the soft flesh around her wrist. "I really don't need help. I've got plenty to deal with already, thank you."
Devika looked downright terrified when he touched her. Even through her clothes, there would be a transfer of emotion. She should have seen it coming, she should have stopped him. She staggered back, mere seconds after he'd laid his hands on her. "D-don't- don't--" Her arms went around herself like a shield... and then, all of a sudden, her logical mind caught up with her emotional one.

She blinked several times, and adjusted her glasses, finally able to stop panicking and breathe deep. It was something she'd done many times before, a slow, practiced meditation. Now that she had some space to do it, she quickly got herself under control.

Hesitantly, she looked him over, fiddling with her bangle, loosening it just barely. "...who are you? Or rather... what?"
Mildly worried that Krimp hasn't been on for a bit. No one's posted yet, but I'm sure everyone's already working at it. I don't want to fall behind...
Hey. I'm trying not to bail on the RP. Honestly it's not the RP, it's just life in general I wanna bail on.
Fun thing about Amanda Waller. She always has a backup plan. One way or another... eventually things work out in her favor.
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