[[Locked to Refugees and known allies]]

[hyperpsyche.livejournal.com]

It's just too much. I've been trying and trying, and I haven't been able to figure out anything about how to neutralize the Miasma or stop it from spreading. Things just keep getting worse, and I... I can't do anything about it. I'm too tired.

Roxas left a little while ago. I don't blame him, since he was in constant contact with that stuff. I thought I could tough it out, but I don't know what to do. And I can't just give up and leave. I can't let people die just because I was a wuss. I can't.

Please, somebody, I need help.

[Locked, for what little good he knows it'll do...]

[thirteenth_brat]

If anyone was looking for me, I'm not in Atlantica anymore. It's awfully damn hard to try to sort stuff out when you're so sick it's hard to do anything at all, never mind stuff that requires thinking.

I'm in Twilight Town at the moment, but I don't think I'm staying long... It's also kind of hard to get stuff done when you've got people trying to coax you out to goof off...