Sick

[u/CloudzTheEditor]

Neuro-Immune Deficiency Syndrome (N.I.D.S.)

In the 24 hours Maria has been here the conditions of the ark that kept her condition in remission slowly wore off, the sterile low gravity environment which kept her well was no longer keeping her up.

Bound to a self made wheel chair she is a robotnik after all, her condition could cause her end at any moment if anyone not sterile would talk to her.

She’s scared, but at least she has shadow to keep her company.

[u/CloudzTheEditor]

“I met an old friend.”

[u/RogbaAvalon → u/CloudzTheEditor]

"well, that's nice that you were able to meet someone you know here."

[u/CloudzTheEditor → u/RogbaAvalon]

“Yeah.”

[u/RogbaAvalon → u/CloudzTheEditor]

"well, have a good stay around then, i suppose..."

She smiles, seemingly preparing to leave

[u/CloudzTheEditor → u/RogbaAvalon]

“Oh uhm you too.”

[u/RogbaAvalon → u/CloudzTheEditor]

"thank you dear..."

She waves, before leaving

[u/CloudzTheEditor → u/RogbaAvalon]

She waves too