Meanwhile, JJ just stays on the floor like the useless pos that he is. He's at least rolled onto his back now, one arm draped over his eyes as he groans slightly. ]
Clair... We need to get out of here. The stew's not worth dying over.
[ The stew is long gone by now, and even if JJ is still slightly hungry, he doesn't really have time to contemplate that with the fire and the smoke. It doesn't smell appetizing in the least, and eventually the heaviness of the smoke causes JJ's stomach to roll. He manages to get himself up on his knees again, rolling up weakly, but it's not a testament to much of anything when he starts dry heaving, speckles of blood falling from his lips onto the floor.
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Meanwhile, JJ just stays on the floor like the useless pos that he is. He's at least rolled onto his back now, one arm draped over his eyes as he groans slightly. ]
Clair... We need to get out of here. The stew's not worth dying over.
[ The stew is long gone by now, and even if JJ is still slightly hungry, he doesn't really have time to contemplate that with the fire and the smoke. It doesn't smell appetizing in the least, and eventually the heaviness of the smoke causes JJ's stomach to roll. He manages to get himself up on his knees again, rolling up weakly, but it's not a testament to much of anything when he starts dry heaving, speckles of blood falling from his lips onto the floor.
Clair's doing great, btw. ]