"Bleh."

That was the extent of the Dark Ace's explanation, when his Master asked where he'd been.

And then it was to bed.

He woke up in the middle of the night, a film of cold sweat over his body. His head felt light and woozy; when he stood, it was as if...all the blood had drained from his brain. The ground hadn't felt extremely far away before, but it did now, especially since he fell...

Right.

To.

The.

Floor.

BAM!

On his knees. On his side. Vision blurs. Just an awful lot of dark...and then...he swears he sees a face...Goddamn it, he swears there's a face...

OOO

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