RP: No Longer Afraid... Who: Salem and Open What: Recovering and eating and being positively bouncy Where: Kitchen and lobby area When: Mid-afternoon, 11-06 Warnings/Rating: Possibly some swearing Status Ongoing.
Salem was positively hopping mad, and absolutely famished. he'd been afraid of food for a week, and been on drugs and what not for most of that time, in the Infirmary. Truth to tell, he couldn't remember a lot of that time. But now... well about 12 hours ago now, it had faded away, that fear, as easily as it had come. Just like that.
He'd partaken of food, and fallen over, then eaten some more, and slept, and had been doing that since he'd found himself free of fear. It was like a new day had dawned, and he was more than glad to see it. Being free of fear meant that he was going to the source where their food came from and choosing special meals. And pondering how to thanks those who'd helped him. He didn't know what to do yet, but he'd figure it out.
Right now he was satisfiedly nomming something he'd made a little earlier, and happily eating away, while watching the area. He felt immensely better, and very content with the world, kidnapped or not. Mind you, if he ever got his paws on whoever did this...