⇢ Panic Button ;
His skin had become hot, in an over whelming sense of the word. Chest heaving, with erratic palpitations thrumming behind his ribs. Dizzy, with a side of nausea and a headache to top it all off. Ira had seen better days, that’s for sure; But he’s also seen worse. In Guk was extremely attentive to his health, not that he had a real reason to be ( with the exceptional healing of his body, and all. He never gets sick. ). Staggering down the street, his eyes narrow as he tries to make heads or tales of whats in front of him.
Pushing his fingers through the thick raven locks, of his forehead; he makes a mental note that sweat was budding along his hair line. A low grunt, is all he gives in reaction to his condition. He was a big boy, it’ll pass. Any normal person perhaps, would imagine their mother lecturing them for ignoring such severe symptoms; he scoffs at the idea. Stupid.
His mother wished and prayed for illness upon her “precious son”. Anyways, Taking a dry swallow - he heads into the closest convenient store so sustain what his body desires. As long as it was blue, it was his favorite drink. You couldn’t argue that with him, don’t bother.
Staggering a bit, but not too much -- the drink is refreshing and soothes the burn. His eyes, a normal dark brown; were lining with a bright yellow. Normally he was more careful about his mutation, but today he is unaware of the physical changes taking over his body in plain sight.
