Closed Slug Battles! PV Lea, Julian ONLY

Summer camp was supposed to be the time where Lea actually got out and met people, students from other schools that only had a few opportunities to visit throughout the year. It was the chance to keep away from her parents and do whatever she wanted without worry of homework or responsibilities. A chance to actually get into some drama or join those group activities the Hufflepuff typically shied away from. And instead the now Fifth Year spent most of her time huddled in her tent bed, not wanting to move lest the world spin far faster than it had before as though it wanted to sweep her off her feet. It was cooler inside at least, but that didn't stop the summer sun from feeling as though Lea was burning alive. She had never been one with a strong constitution and this sickness would prove no exception.

Her thoughts had also been scrambled by this fever, a lot more time spent thinking about kissing than the typical zero she resided at. Interspersed between a loss of consciousness where she could never tell how many hours or minutes- maybe it was just even seconds- had passed, were thoughts of how there were whole games around the idea and how great it must have been if so many songs talked about it too- maybe Lea just needed to try it out more often or find the one. That required going outside though, an activity that could probably also help her get over this instead of lying in a puddle of sheets for too many days in a row.

Today would finally be that day. With a frustrated groan, the Hufflepuff practically fell out of her bed and marched to the door before her body could truly react. It would make its protests known once she stepped out though, sweating bullets the moment a sunbeam touched her skin. A shiver coursed through, arms clutched around each other. Following the crowd was a tempting idea, but Lea would not be the reason they got whatever she had. Brown eyes slow blinked in the direction of the activities, a longing for someone she didn't know. No, someplace cool and a chance to feel the grass would be best right now, scouting out a location that seemed empty until it wasn't. Kim. Who managed to look even worse than the last few times she had seen him. She paused, wavering slightly in place as some of the anger and confusion rushed back, a demand for an explanation or something since Lea had last seen the student. But not long after would the sickness and apathy take hold- a churning in her stomach as the Hufflepuff wanted nothing more except to miraculously get better in an instant or rapidly waste away. Something fast rather than this continuous fever and dizziness.

"You okay?" She called, keeping her distance slightly and falling to the floor in crisscross as though the grass might magically revive her. Her limbs felt like jelly, an ache in her bones that couldn't escape, and the wandering thoughts of lips and true love was not helping as each idea faded within the second it appeared. Home sounded so much nicer now.

Interactions. @Kim Sato
To Arrive. @Julian Pritchard

It still didn't let up and since Kim wasn't about to go anywhere, the slug began to get annoyed at its host not letting it get what it wanted from him. As a result, it started to fester inside him and Kim suddenly began to feel sick and nauseous, almost as if he'd eaten something that didn't agree with him. A female voice could be heard nearby, something was said but what it was Kim didn't know. All he could see and feel right now was the whiteness of the snow on the ground beneath his feet and the churning of his stomach. Yet another voice was heard soon after, a male one this time. This one sounded a little bit better but still somewhat weak. But it sounded as if it was more in control of its body than Kim and Lea. For now. He raised his head and as his vision suddenly blurred some.

But he was able to make out the faces of Lea and Julian, two Hufflepuffs. Duelists. They'd beaten him before. Before he could do or say anything, Lea suddenly doubled over and started to vomit. But what came up out of her mouth was not vomit... it was something much worse and more horrifying by nature. A large, oversized dark worm-like creature with large bumps and covered in a thick coat of slimy wetness came up out of her throat and past her lips. It wriggled back and forth in her mouth as the 'thing' dragged its body out of her inch by inch. The thing almost seemed as if it was searching for something specific and apparently it did not seem to have found it from the way it was moving at the moment. Which made it mad but who could tell what it was feeling right now?

Kim stared at the blurry nightmare vision before his eyes. What the hell was going on over there? Even though he felt really sick himself, Lea was in danger which in turn made him want to help her. Whether or not he'd be able to remained to be seen. Plus, there was Julian to worry about too. He'd come across the scene unawares of what was going on now. Kim struggled to his feet and made his way over to Lea. It looked like a huge black slug, an unnatural size and definitely not mortal. The only thing he could think of was to use the Slug Vomiting Spell against it if it didn't completely drag itself out of her. So he reached into his pocket and pulled out his wand to point it at Lea. "Slugulus Eructo!" Kim incanted, hoping it would work. Something odd was going on with this.

Glancing back over at where Julian was, he raised a hand to try and wave him off. "Don't get near us! It's dangerous!" He managed to shout out, his voice a little raspy from the sickness.

(Lea gave permission beforehand to let me say these things).

Enchanted Backpack Inventory:
Notebook, Sketchbook, Sprig of Lavender, Stalk of Vanilla, Allergy Potion, Chocolate Frogs, Hair Dyes & Accessories, Hair Scissors, Tissues, Parchment Paper, Quills & Inkwells, Self-inking Quill, Books, Flute, Wand, Silver Arrow [+3 all stats] and various other items.

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credit to Illusi!-----

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Another person added to the mix was both an unpleasant yet comforting sight- being perceived while in such a state reddened her face even more with embarrassment, but who it was brought some stability- Julian, a dependable and fellow Hufflepuff co-captain, another who had also experienced the incident that was the Great Hall kissing. Perhaps it hadn't been an incident but rather an opportunity, one Lea had not taken the full advantage of as her thoughts turned to the other two besides her. The world rolled around her as those waves lapping at the sand, an ever constant forward and back that took all her thoughts with it except the lingering 'kiss one, kiss two, ...' If only she could actually get up from her spot, her agility had dissipated in favor of becoming a puddle of her own, then perhaps all her thoughts could get sorted.

Her thoughts were interrupted by her own throat seeming to close up, air locked out of her lungs as something else forced its way up. She could feel the foreign rhythm of movements, gagging at the feel, choked sounds of spluttering and coughing as the girl doubled over to expel the creature. Her vision blurred through a mix of tears, witnessing only the ground as the two boys were forgotten in her fear. Lea could feel once the 'thing' had reached the top of her throat, hitting the back and sending her reeling once more as she wanted this creature gone. It was probably for the best that she couldn't see in this state, arms shakily stabilizing herself as both Lea and the slug wanted a quick escape. The slime coated the inside of her mouth, a taste that couldn't be washed away. Coughing and heaving with every movement, it would finally leave as a writhing black mass that seemed impossibly large for where it had just been.

She wouldn't hear Kim's exclamation nor the spell, not prepared for another round of vomiting and certainly not more slime. There wasn't a chance to proclaim or protest, nor did the Hufflepuff know if she could even utter a word, before the girl was curled up once more. A mess to flee, she scrambled back on all fours from the slug with little awareness of who she might be scrambling towards. Lea had done well escaping drama in the past years, but it also meant she lacked experience on what to do, patting her pockets for anything while trying to wipe away the bile from her chin. All she could do for the moment was hope the others might figure something out and get enough of a break to sort her mind once more.

Interactions. @Julian Pritchard, @Kim Sato
Mentions. N/A
Action. scrambling back from the slug, (half) attempting to grab her wand or something from her pocket