Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150315213237/@comment-5543592-20150316165958

Perdix awoke with a groan. He was groggy. As his eyes blinked open, he saw Valkyrie still resting on him and smiled. He shifted just a bit and pain shot up his back. It felt like he was on fire.

"Shit!" He hissed to himself. He had felt a little more itchy than usual yesterday. That's what he got fo sleeping on his back two nights in a row. He gently slid out from underneath Valkyrie, unsure whether she was awake or not. He knew what his back looked like. The dozens of long, pale scars covering his back would have split open so one could see irritated, blistering flesh inside. The skin surrounding the open sores would be irritated and red aswell.

He bent over the edge of the bed, rubbing his eyes, and trying not to wince from every movement.