Grian-Centric (One-shots, I guess)

Keep Trying (GTD P2)

Summary: Xelqua experiences a panic attack. Ocs are experiencing technical difficulties, and the hermits finish their meeting.
MC: Xelqua (Grian), Xisuma, Ocs
Tags/Warnings: Swearing, Glitches, Admin Xisuma, Admin Grian, Xelqua

OCs from the Gun Joke Chapter:
1. Rue Kyle Sylvain (ClueRue21)
2. Loraine Skywards (Sky_Peggy)
3. Olive Goh (AlmondOs)

-oO0Oo-

Stars floated above the ground, with every footstep they shrunkenly disappeared and grew back again. Eerily black, they were...

A voice softly sang out to the void, hushed, light and feather-like. It slowly started to break and croak. What once was theirs was soon to be no longer,

ℸ ̣ ⍑ᔑℸ ̣  ∴ᔑᓭ, ╎⎓ ℸ ̣ ⍑ᒷ ꖎᒷ⊣ᒷリ↸ ∴ᔑᓭ ℸ ̣ ∷⚍ᒷ... O∷, ∴ᔑᓭ ╎ℸ ̣  ᔑ ꖎᒷ⊣ᒷリ↸? s⍑ᒷ ᓵ𝙹⚍ꖎ↸リ'ℸ ̣  ℸ ̣ ᒷꖎꖎ ᔑリ||ᒲ𝙹∷ᒷ.

-oO0Oo-

"Lorry, how are the glitches going today??" Olive asked whilst they skimmed over a few statistics. They then mumbled a soft, "Someone said they saw black particles?" before tuning back in only to see Loraine shrugging at them.

She rolled her eyes at them, "Same old~ same old! It looks like it's only getting more gaurded, unless-" her peppy tune quieted down staring straight at the screen infront of her.

She zoned out.

-oO0Oo-

Zoning in on nothing, his breath quickened. It was a relatively normal occurance for him, and he didn't know why.

Perhaps, he was having an asthma attack?

All that he did know was that he could feel his body cramping up. His stomach felt like it was being sat on from the inside, and it still felt so constricted everywhere. His body went stiff as he became a little light headed...

Cramps are the worse, aren't they?

Xelqua took a deep breath. He was already floating into the Cload9 phase, and he couldn't let it go farther than that. He proceeded to do his usual routine for these occasions, "Cmon! Breathe in, breathe out" he'd whisper to himself,

yet the pain only got worse.

He took another deep breath, watching from the corner of his eyes the way his chest would expand. Shoulders clenched, his eyes kept fluttering about. It was far too cold, and he was left shivering a bit. Feeling the air flow through the hood of his mouth, and in a calmer manner, tickled the roof of his tongue, Xelqua felt his mouth feel just a bit cooler on the inside as the air came through. His breathing continued to slowen as he would feel for his hands and bring his posture into a tighter upright and straight one,

"My voids, cmon"

He would grip and ungrip his moist hands, reminding himself of his sense of touch. The way his nails would almost pierce through his skin, or perhaps, the friction he could decipher when he fidgeted and rubbed his hands together. A few small colorful orbs circled around him a bit, and he knew that it was only a matter of time before..,

Xelqua blanked out.

It wasn't unusual for him when this happens, but you could consider it a rollercoaster of dreams whenever it did strike,

which was every time.

His eyes would go unfocused, but his body language would stay up. He'd go into things that seemed, no- felt, almost familiar, and it only served more to confuse him...