FissionMailed

Raiden is currently in the infirmary's bathroom, puking his... uh... "circuits" out.

All that came out was his white blood. That's not good, is it?

"D-Dammit..." He rasped as he held onto the porcelain bowl that was the toilet.

Anybody want to find him and help? 

((btw i cannot spell forgive me for typos XD))

Raiden was wandering the halls idly, not really looking for anything specific. 

He was just opening a few doors on his walk, just curious as to what he'd find.

He came upon one door that he just felt compelled to open. He twisted the knob and suddenly an acrid smell rushed out.

His eyes widened.

"Oh christ. There's a bunch of pot-smoking hippies in here! What is this, a 60s room or something?"

He decided to venture in, trying to see if this was just a trick.

((oh god this was a spontaneous thought. it's a 60s room! you may end up a hippie! xD;))