6 - [Action]

[winds_voice]

[So with all the cold and snow that's been blowing around Luceti lately, Eley's finding that his human body isn't quite as strong as he thought it would be. Living a nomadic existence, he's been wandering the forest and the village, staying out in the cold for days (and nights) at a time, but now it seems to be taking its toll...

Anyone passing by the outskirts of the village might find the Spirit just sitting in the snow, all bundled up in all the winter clothes he'd been given for Christmas, shivering and sneezing and looking rather sorry for himself. Anyone with the power to will sense that he's pretty sick. He seems to have no energy to move and is trying to conserve it by staying in one place.

If he doesn't want the sickness to get worse though, he'd better muster up the energy to go and find some shelter somewhere!]

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[winds_voice]

[Honestly if that did start to happen, Eley would likely have been freaked out enough to just... stop the whole thing. As it was, this was actually rather pleasant, and the Spirit began to forget what was even really happening, just enjoying the relief.

Any thoughts he would have would have been in relation to how this is possible, what exactly was occurring in his mind and body, all the questions he could ask. Instead he stayed silent.

Mmm, he didn't often desire sleep but right now it would definitely be good, he thinks.]

[spohkh]

[Spock inhales and draws his hand from Eley...]

I believe you are capable of sleeping now correct?

[winds_voice]

Mmm?

[Oh, right sleep... He takes a moment to open his eyes and get his bearings before realising just what happened.]

Ahh, yes... I believe sleep would be for the best. Are you... all right?

[spohkh]

[Spock regards Eley with a look...or at least would have if he could see properly...]

I am fine, though I thank you for your consideration. Please, make use of the room that has been made up for you at the end of the hall.

I bid you goodnight Mister Eleytheria.