Rhymes With Fail [Finished!]

[Bee]

Iphis was beginning to suspect the poor man had been poisoned somehow--there was no way anything else could be causing such a horrible reaction, and--oh sweet light, were his arms mutating? It was driving him mad, whatever it was, a right raving loon. Iphis felt his concern shift into panic. He needed to get a doctor.

"Here, you lay down on the floor and--er--just try to keep breathing, I'll run and fetch help--" But he didn't want to leave the poor dear alone, not when the reaction could get even worse. What if he died while Iphis was running down the halls in search of help? He would never forgive himself. And the poor king would be dead, so clearly that would be a no-win for him as well.

Hopefully there were people around near enough to hear him. "Will someone get a doctor?" he yelled down the halls. "Your king is having a very awful reaction to something! Please!" If no one answered, he would bolt off in search of help.

[carcinoGeneticist]

How could he tell Iphis what was going on? He couldn't breath enough to say "hey, I'm a Boggie, your body is toxic to me!", and with his hands twisting and shifting into the monstrous claws that were the bane of his existence, he wouldn't have the focus to say so even if he could. His head was spinning from the snootful of Yarrow-smell that he'd inadvertently obtained, his throat going right back to closing on him.

The combination of swelling in his throat and hyperventilation from that cursed spell taking effect on his hands wasn't a good one, and his head was spinning. He was going to pass out, wasn't he?

His legs shook, then the ground was racing up at him. He caught himself, rolling onto his back, eyes round with panic before they closed. Damnit, damnit, he was closer to the damn woman than he'd been before! He tried to look up at her, to indicate in some way what was causing the reaction, and found himself instead staring directly up her skirt.

Apocalypse screamed at what he saw, then passed out completely.

[Bee]

Iphis registered the scream at the same time he saw some manner of court person running towards him. It was horrifying and terrible, that scream. The pain must have skyrocketed to unimaginable levels to produce that kind of noise; it must have been unexpected, too, since there seemed to be some note of surprise in his voice.

And then he passed out, which was ever so much worse. Poor, poor dear, at least he would be in less pain that way. Of course, that also meant oxygen deprivation was probably getting worse. Sweet stars, what if he came out of this with brain damage? Such a sweet man!

"Keep this poor man breathing," Iphis told the newcomer, "I'm going to get a doctor!"

"I have training, it's okay!" the squirrely-thing responded in the affirmative, but Iphis hardly heard him; he was busy rushing off to the infirmary.

[carcinoGeneticist]

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