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[The feed starts by showing a close up of a hand followed by the sounds of loud coughing and sputtering. When the hand moves away, there's a pile of blankets behind it that were moving sluggishly. In the corner of the room was a pile of clothes that were thrown like the person didn't care.
And if anyone noticed where this took place, it looked like the spot where a certain ranger trained and stayed at.
Speaking of rangers, Adam poked his head out of the blankets, his face looking completely flushed with a high fever and then he notices the camera was on.]
...again? Seriously, this thing is defective.
[There's a look of annoyance and his hand moves over the communicator, ending the feed.
Afterwards, he slightly pushes it aside and coughs more into the pillow. Why was he sick? Well, running around in the rain didn't help matters.]
...ugh. Dammit.
[That's the last thing he says before finally succuming to exhaustion and passing out.]
And if anyone noticed where this took place, it looked like the spot where a certain ranger trained and stayed at.
Speaking of rangers, Adam poked his head out of the blankets, his face looking completely flushed with a high fever and then he notices the camera was on.]
...again? Seriously, this thing is defective.
[There's a look of annoyance and his hand moves over the communicator, ending the feed.
Afterwards, he slightly pushes it aside and coughs more into the pillow. Why was he sick? Well, running around in the rain didn't help matters.]
...ugh. Dammit.
[That's the last thing he says before finally succuming to exhaustion and passing out.]
