#Happens when you travel somewhere without attuning to an Aetheryte

[travellingeorzea]

Sick Meetings || @doloniadiegesis

“Ow…” A muffled voice came by some boxes. The Miqo'te rubbed his head as he stood up, looking around unsure of exactly where he was. It looked to be a large open area with buildings he didn’t recognise and airships? They looked much more advanced than those in Eorzea, they looked similar to the one Cid built him but more advanced. Just where in the Seven Hells was he? All he could feel was an awful headache and a bout of sickness, which led him to some clues as to what happened. A rouge aether shard sent him somewhere and he was paying the consequences. His head spun but thankfully due to dealing with this before Uma knew what he needed, a special kind of drink and fast. He knelt down, both to check his bag but also out of nausea, to see what he had on him. Amra, check. Ovibos milk, check. Crystals, check. Missing two ingredients, just great. Supporting himself on a nearby pillar, the Miqo'te lifted himself up and began to walk at a slow pace. 

He ignored the looks he received around him, they looked scared? Muttering something about Mara, what that was Uma had no idea but he had to find the ingredients and fast. He shuffled about and caught some people who looked like they were carrying weapons? Oh that was just his luck wasn’t it and he was in no state to fight. He stopped for a moment to fight back the nausea and continued to shuffle forward, no he needed help before something got out of hand. Whatever these people with the weapons wanted with him must be to do with the muttering he heard around him about something to do with this Mara. Mustering some strength he sped up, only a little, to turn a corner and throw off the guards and sat down. Maybe this would be best to avoid attention. 

Uma noticed someone walking past and reached out to her hand and held onto it, not something he normally would do but these were desperate times. Glowing red eyes met gold as he gritted his sharp teeth to try and form a sentence. “Do you have Peppermint and Palm Sugar? I need it.” He clutched his head in pain after that as he quickly regretted that sped up pace he took, of all things the Warrior of Light could handle, this was the thing to take him down. “Please… I’ll pay you back.” A groan came out from him as he curled up, knees hugging his chest as his tail wrapped itself below his knees.