Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-9087084-20131009010417/@comment-25151516-20140119053954

"Oooooh no, Don't do that!" Revan yelled, worriedly, as he struck another monkey dead and ran through the chaos. "Ye cannae sleep now!"

Come on, MacLeod, Revan's Other self began. Use your head!

And how am I supposed to--OH!

Revan's mental track led him to remembering the apple tonic from earlier. With that, he found a vendor ducking under his stand, a vendor that happened to be selling apple sodas. Revan threw some lien at him and took a can. He then took off in a mad dash to Micheal and Marianne.

"Micheal!" Revan called. "Hold Marianne still!"

MacLeod sheathed his blade, opened the can, snapped his fingers to cool the soda, and eased the beverage past Marianne's lips. The desired effect was for the coldness and sugar to awaken her.

"Come on, lassie. Up an' at 'em!"