Open RP
Oh dear. Alastor had woken up and immediately knew something was wrong. He'd opened his eyes to a splitting headache and an annoying feedback pitching in his ears- he would've just labeled this as one of his 'off days' since he couldn't control it were it not for the persistent ache in his body and the vaguely nauseous feeling settled in his stomach...normally the deer would be ready to make breakfast and eat a lot but the idea of food was making his rather queasy...maybe he'd...skip it for today.
He got up to get ready for work, movements uncoordinated and infuriatingly sluggish. It took way too much time but soon enough he was fixing his tie in the mirror, ignoring the dark circles beneath his eyes and the sickly paleness of his skin. A little magic could make him look a bit more normal...even though the slight bit of magic made his chest ache and burn a little more. Hopefully no one would question his lateness or less than normal appearance. With one last look to wipe away the sweat beading on his forehead and to make sure his smile wasn't shaky as it felt he was quick to leave the room to get the day started. A little bug wouldn't keep him from his job!