Seto coughed, covering his mouth with his sleeve. He winced as he saw flecks of red on his favorite outfit.
Well, it was bound to happen sometime. He had tried magic far above his calibre, in an attempt to bring back life to his now-shriveled roses. Doing something like that could very well kill a person, and he was extremely lucky he only got off with some sort of condition that sought permanency in his body.
At this rate, however, it seemed as if he was going to end up with his life being claimed by death, with no chance of revival like what would happen in minigames. He should have known that necromancy of any sort, including simplistic forms, would be too much for him. If only he wasn't so over-confident in his skill.
Seto looked up at the clock, wondering how long this sickness had kept him glued to his bed, because of his unwillingness to get up and eat anything. 3:00PM. A good five days and thirteen hours. He always was the kind who didn't care about sleep, and preferred using it to perfect skills.
Crap. Wasn't the Team Crafted meeting supposed to be happening right now? Oh well, he thought, I'm sure they'd understand my current...Predicament.
Why hadn't they bothered to check up on him, though? He frowned, glaring up at the roof. He had been holed up in his house for so long, and he hadn't received as much as a phone call from anyone he knew. One would think his friends would realize something was wrong, but clearly, that wasn't the case with this particular group.
Ding-dong. The bell rang, and Seto thrusted out his hand towards the door, making an unlocking motion with it. Funny that this finally occurred when he thought about not being contacted at all.
Now, he was quite glad he could still use his powers, due to his magical self having already recovered. Unfortunately, his physical form was exhausted, and likely to wither away to nothing.
As the soft pitter patter of someone's steps got progressively louder, it had just occurred to Seto that there could be a murderer about to kill him. Or an overly obsessive fangirl (Which he didn't get much of, considering his lack of importance in the Team Crafted ranks.)
He was relieved as he heard a familiar voice speak, "Seto?" Why weren't they with the rest of the team?
"Over here." Seto whispered, his voice raspy from the lack of speaking recently. He glanced over at the door, seeing a glint of green from Ty's headphones.
Ty's crimson red eyes widened at the sight of the bed-ridden Seto, and was quick to speak. "Holy crap, man, what happened? You look...Dead."
Seto let out a soft chuckle, muttering, "Thanks for pointing that our. Over-expended my magical capabilities, and I'm pretty sure that I'm going to die." Ty's eyes became filled with guilt, as he sat down on the bend.
"Oh, um...Well, look..." Ty started. He paused, opening his mouth to continue on, before clamping his mouth shut. Seto raised an eyebrow.
"Yes?" Seto questioned. He ignored the fact that Ty didn't comment on how Seto thought he'd die. Clearly, it was something bad, if it left Ty that wordless.
He could hear a rhythmic tap as Ty nervously rapped his fingers on his knee. "Well you sort of, might have, maybe gotten kicked out of Team Crafted because you went off the radar and other reasons, and I tried to stop it but everybody else voted you out and there was noth-."
"Can you get me some water?" Seto said in a steely voice. Ty left, not speaking another word, to get Seto a glass of water. Seto was grateful that Ty realized he needed a moment to himself. And he was going to use that short moment to his advantage.
He got up out of his bed in the first time for five days, and hobbled over to his closet, getting out a pack. Always good to be prepared for an unexpected journey, right? Especially with how much Seto had to journey to Apocethary three towns over for ingredients, especially with his seclusion in a forest.
He thought about leaving without another word, but thought otherwise. He heard water being dispensed from his fridge, as Ty was filling the cup of water. He had to be quick. Seto took out a sheet of paper which was neatly placed in a stack on his desk, and wrote in a scrawly font, "No use staying around here. Going to go journey somewhere, and practice my awesome sorcererness. Don't bother telling Team Crafted I've gone. They don't deserve that knowledge. -Seto"
He quickly leapt out of his window, as he heard Ty entering the hallway, collapsing into a coughing fit as he hit the ground. He dashed away, not caring about his physical health. Notch knows what would happen if Ty followed him.
In Seto's mind, Minecraftia's education system had failed to teach Team Crafted the message, "Treat others the way you want to be treated," especially towards friends. He realized it would be useless to try to make amends with them.
I finished this one a week ago, but it was on paper for a long time because my sister refused to hand me my iPad. And then I was too lazy to type it up :l
Right now, my house is completely turned over, because we're all last minute preparing for a ten day trip to Arizona. Ants are taking over, my mom is hella cranky, and my sister thinks it's too hot, so she's walking around the house with just a bra on .-. There's been a lack of writing, and will continue to be a lack of for a while T_T
Plus, I kinda got re-addicted to a Minecraft server I used to play on a LOT.
I kinda teared up writing this (Very rare for me), because it's based on a good online friend of mine's :l Especially writing that last part, because it those were words I paraphrased from them...
Also. sarillen, I was a bit sad writing it :( And hghrules, I was actually really happy when I read that you felt the feels. That was a first for me ;3 Much compliment T~T Also, IBMEC/DTDT...Brilliant.
Also, one of those plot bunnies is becoming rabid. Save me, plz x.x So. Rabid.
Alright, my muffins, see you next time! Do bother to leave a review, and damn, this A/N be long :l I like to talk, I guess x3 Man, moments like these I wish I had a twitter, so at least one person could hear me randomly tell someone about my life. But what would be the use of it? I don't even understand how it works x,x Someone, teach meh. Okay. Rambling again.