⊰• continuing here since the status was deleted D'8
"I'm doing well!" Jane continues along the leaf peppered path, expecting Brian to follow. "Call me superstitious; I feel like I'm going to be jinxed when I say this but, I feel like I'm finally starting to have some semblance of a normal life."
This gap-toothed dork. Feng Min returned his smile in kind. It felt oddly good to help someone out, even if it didn’t pan out and Brian died a horribly slow and painful death. Her ventures in the fog are to thank for this newfound altruism. “Glad to help. Just hope it work, so my effort not in vain either.”
As someone who faces death every single day, Feng Min believed it, respected it. She rustled though her back some more before pulling out something wrapped in a cloth. Glass clinks together as she unwrapped the fabric, soon presenting the hooded man with two vials of a clear substance. “Took longer than expected but here, one order of magic water.” From the Plague’s purity fountains. “If it can purge Black Death, it might purge what ever you got. You will throw up a lot...”
Took a moment to give his a sickly visage a once over. “... But it looks like that nothing new to you.” Snort.
To be honest, she was surprised the man was holding on. The last time she saw Brian, he was in pretty bad shape. And in all honesty, Feng Min didn’t think she’d make it out of the Fog with fountain water a second time around. The Entity was making it harder just to travel between realms INSIDE the Fog. But here she is, turquoise backpack slung over her shoulder, looking upon a man who she thought for sure had bitten the dust.