They didn't exist. Isn't that what they'd been told? They weren't real, so what did it matter if Bellamy threw up? But Nirad's fear overrides Bellamy's confusion. He swallows hard, even as he feels himself heave. Nirad's practically dragging him. Bellamy's awareness of that fact has him trying to find his feet, straighten up, but his body wants to bend double and expel the contents of his stomach across the floor.
All in all, not great for keeping low profile. ]
They're looking, [ He mutters. ] We should just run. If we wait they'll call for more guards.
[ It's a bad plan. But Bellamy doesn't see another one readily available, and the lack of weapon means that all he has are his hands. Can he do the same thing he'd done to guard to those people? He's careful not to let his hand slip, to stay clutched in the fabric of Nirad's sleeve as he absently tries to dig in and find the same impulse that had sent the guard crumpling to the floor. ]
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They didn't exist. Isn't that what they'd been told? They weren't real, so what did it matter if Bellamy threw up? But Nirad's fear overrides Bellamy's confusion. He swallows hard, even as he feels himself heave. Nirad's practically dragging him. Bellamy's awareness of that fact has him trying to find his feet, straighten up, but his body wants to bend double and expel the contents of his stomach across the floor.
All in all, not great for keeping low profile. ]
They're looking, [ He mutters. ] We should just run. If we wait they'll call for more guards.
[ It's a bad plan. But Bellamy doesn't see another one readily available, and the lack of weapon means that all he has are his hands. Can he do the same thing he'd done to guard to those people? He's careful not to let his hand slip, to stay clutched in the fabric of Nirad's sleeve as he absently tries to dig in and find the same impulse that had sent the guard crumpling to the floor. ]