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He didn't know where he was going, but he carried on walking. His headache was starting to creep back, pushing against his skull. He had walked quiet a way from the bunker and Ridge's base, his throat was very dry, he desperitly needed a drink. But he didn't stop, he just carried on walking, casually dragging his sword along the sand of the desert he trudged through, his shoulders drooping forwards as he walked.

The sun shone down at him, causing his vision to be covered with a white outline. He groaned and looked down. As he did he saw the container of pills Ridge had given him. He needed to take one, he knew he did. But he didn't want to, he didn't want to be dependant on a pill, or pretty soon he'd get hooked.

He put his hand to his throat and gasped up to the sky. He didn't even know that there was a desert here! But it was. Well there were alot of unloaded chunks in Voltia, atleast to him.

Somewhere in the mix of the suns blinding and burning rays and his banging migrane, he had dropped his sword and passed out.

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"So, does that mean Xephos remembers what happened? Is that why he's angry all the time?"
Honeydew was sat next to Lalna, who had decided to invent a survailence dissarmed missile to see if they could find thier spaceman. They had both expected him to be back by now.
"No, Ridge made sure he couldn't remember it. We don't know what's caused this anger in him, according to Ridge it's always been in him, but something to do with the whole destruction of the base and the memory erasal, it brought it to the surface." The scientist stated while screwing something into a remote type thing.
"So, he's been taking these... Medicanes, since this attack?"

Lalna shook his head of unruly blonde hair. "No, you remember how Ridge had told us about the older worlds? Like Minecraftia? Well apparently whenever he would sleep Ridge would appear and either inject him with a needle or drop a dissolving tablet into his mouth."
"So... He's like this in all the worlds?"
"As far as I know, yes. Don't worry Honeydew, he'll be fine, he's still Xephos."

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And he awoke. And he shot up. And he fell off the bed he was lying on. God his head hurt, pain pressed against his brain, like his skull was pulcing in and out. He looked around as he tried to stand up and fell into the bed, which was in the centre of the squere room he stood in.

"Ah you're awake." a familier voice called from behind him. He turned to see the endermage stood behind him, holding a plate of differant foods which he placed on the counter next to him.
"Ryth-Rythian?" his head still spun and his words came out as a mush.
"You don't look good!" Zoeya's voice called from the other side of the room.

The spaceman looked down at his hands, they were very pale, even more than usual, he was almost as pale as Israphel! He pushed himself to stand up, using the bed as a houster. As he stood up his breathing began to get more rapid, he put his hand to his throat as he tried to swallow some spit. It rolled down his dry throat, that felt cut on the inside from lack of hydration.

He fell forwards as his vision was still spinning and his head still ached. The red haired girl caught him and put him sitting against the side of the bed.
"What do you need?" she asked as she kneeled down next to him.
He didn't know, he tried to think through the pain, he didn't have his sword or inventory... What else did he have on him?

His eyes widened as his thought of the little container of pills, what if they had found them?! He attempted to stand up as fast as he could, falling left, right and centre and Zoeya tried to calm him.
"Hey, Xeph calm down!" Rythian said and put his hands out infront of the spaceman in a calming motion.
He would have tried to speak if he didn't feel so worn down, maybe he did need to be dependant on these pills every so often if it ment killing off these blasted headaches.

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Lalna and Honeydew made thier way up to the roof and began directing a route that would scan the whole of Voltia in the shortest amount of time.
"Got the DNA sample?" the scientist asked and the dwarf placed a few brunette hairs in the palm of his friends hand. "Thank you!"
The dwarf watched as Lalna pulled the remote out from under his lab coat and pressed the red button on the green coloured screen that was conected to the launcher. Smoke blew from around the bottom of the rocket, getting in thier faces. They waved the smoke away with thier hands and Lalna began moving the small levers around.
The rocket was off and ready to find thier friend.

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"Xephos? What's wrong?" Zoeya asked frantically, she had her hand over the spacemans chest in an attempt to steady him and his breathing. If he carried this on he'd either have a heart attack or pass out from hyperventilating.

"Teep go get him a drink." the endermage told the green dinosaur that stood near the door to the back of the room. Teep nodded and left. "Xephos?"
The spaceman turned his head to face the mage, who had his arms folded, his mask over his face and his eyes burrowing into Xephos'.

"Xephos calm down, or you'll kill yourself." Rythian was surprised as the spaceman becamo slightly limp, he was even more surprised to hear a small chuckled coming from the hyperactive spaceman.
"I think i'd prefer that." a small, hoars and cracking voice came.
Zoeya and Rythian looked at each other in shock.

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He didn't know where he was going, but he carried on walking. His headache was starting to creep back, pushing against his skull. He had walked quiet a way from the bunker and Ridge's base, his throat was very dry, he desperitly needed a drink. But he didn't stop, he just carried on walking, casually dragging his sword along the sand of the desert he trudged through, his shoulders drooping forwards as he walked.

The sun shone down at him, causing his vision to be covered with a white outline. He groaned and looked down. As he did he saw the container of pills Ridge had given him. He needed to take one, he knew he did. But he didn't want to, he didn't want to be dependant on a pill, or pretty soon he'd get hooked.

He put his hand to his throat and gasped up to the sky. He didn't even know that there was a desert here! But it was. Well there were alot of unloaded chunks in Voltia, atleast to him.

Somewhere in the mix of the suns blinding and burning rays and his banging migrane, he had dropped his sword and passed out.

------------

"So, does that mean Xephos remembers what happened? Is that why he's angry all the time?"
Honeydew was sat next to Lalna, who had decided to invent a survailence dissarmed missile to see if they could find thier spaceman. They had both expected him to be back by now.
"No, Ridge made sure he couldn't remember it. We don't know what's caused this anger in him, according to Ridge it's always been in him, but something to do with the whole destruction of the base and the memory erasal, it brought it to the surface." The scientist stated while screwing something into a remote type thing.
"So, he's been taking these... Medicanes, since this attack?"

Lalna shook his head of unruly blonde hair. "No, you remember how Ridge had told us about the older worlds? Like Minecraftia? Well apparently whenever he would sleep Ridge would appear and either inject him with a needle or drop a dissolving tablet into his mouth."
"So... He's like this in all the worlds?"
"As far as I know, yes. Don't worry Honeydew, he'll be fine, he's still Xephos."

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And he awoke. And he shot up. And he fell off the bed he was lying on. God his head hurt, pain pressed against his brain, like his skull was pulcing in and out. He looked around as he tried to stand up and fell into the bed, which was in the centre of the squere room he stood in.

"Ah you're awake." a familier voice called from behind him. He turned to see the endermage stood behind him, holding a plate of differant foods which he placed on the counter next to him.
"Ryth-Rythian?" his head still spun and his words came out as a mush.
"You don't look good!" Zoeya's voice called from the other side of the room.

The spaceman looked down at his hands, they were very pale, even more than usual, he was almost as pale as Israphel! He pushed himself to stand up, using the bed as a houster. As he stood up his breathing began to get more rapid, he put his hand to his throat as he tried to swallow some spit. It rolled down his dry throat, that felt cut on the inside from lack of hydration.

He fell forwards as his vision was still spinning and his head still ached. The red haired girl caught him and put him sitting against the side of the bed.
"What do you need?" she asked as she kneeled down next to him.
He didn't know, he tried to think through the pain, he didn't have his sword or inventory... What else did he have on him?

His eyes widened as his thought of the little container of pills, what if they had found them?! He attempted to stand up as fast as he could, falling left, right and centre and Zoeya tried to calm him.
"Hey, Xeph calm down!" Rythian said and put his hands out infront of the spaceman in a calming motion.
He would have tried to speak if he didn't feel so worn down, maybe he did need to be dependant on these pills every so often if it ment killing off these blasted headaches.

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Lalna and Honeydew made thier way up to the roof and began directing a route that would scan the whole of Voltia in the shortest amount of time.
"Got the DNA sample?" the scientist asked and the dwarf placed a few brunette hairs in the palm of his friends hand. "Thank you!"
The dwarf watched as Lalna pulled the remote out from under his lab coat and pressed the red button on the green coloured screen that was conected to the launcher. Smoke blew from around the bottom of the rocket, getting in thier faces. They waved the smoke away with thier hands and Lalna began moving the small levers around.
The rocket was off and ready to find thier friend.

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"Xephos? What's wrong?" Zoeya asked frantically, she had her hand over the spacemans chest in an attempt to steady him and his breathing. If he carried this on he'd either have a heart attack or pass out from hyperventilating.

"Teep go get him a drink." the endermage told the green dinosaur that stood near the door to the back of the room. Teep nodded and left. "Xephos?"
The spaceman turned his head to face the mage, who had his arms folded, his mask over his face and his eyes burrowing into Xephos'.

"Xephos calm down, or you'll kill yourself." Rythian was surprised as the spaceman becamo slightly limp, he was even more surprised to hear a small chuckled coming from the hyperactive spaceman.
"I think i'd prefer that." a small, hoars and cracking voice came.
Zoeya and Rythian looked at each other in shock.