[@Beekeeper], [@Polyphemus]


Coughing never helped, but it was reflexive with all the gasping. Loralei spent a moment on her hands and knees just trying to catch a deep enough breath to talk. She wasn't trying for a long sentence, just something enough to at least let Teddy know that this wasn't like the coughing in the cafeteria. But when her asthma flared up like this...This was why she didn't do vaulting or floor routines for gymnastics. It was also what kept her off the track and field team and prevented her from cheerleading. She hated that they made her leave her inhaler in the nurse's office; it was the rule and she understood that - not that she was ever in charge of her inhaler after forgetting it at home on multiple occasions when she was younger - but she didn't have to like it. Actually, she hadn't given it being in the nurse's office much thought after the first week, but now it kind of made her dislike it all over again.

She sat and put her head between her knees, trying to calm herself just enough to at least keep moving. The office and the only way to stop the attack weren't going to get any closer.

Unlike the whatevers around the corner.

She looked in the direction of the noise; her shoulders heaved with every failing attempt to breathe normally. Then Teddy spoke and she turned her attention to him before realizing the janitor had gotten out as well. [color=a187be]"As...thma..."[/color] she managed quietly as two separate words parted by a quick gasp. 

Oh god did it hurt when she stood. She swayed from the gasps for air and the bit of dizziness setting in from oxygen deprivation. Her lungs burnt and her knees felt like they were turning into rubber, but she didn't want Teddy sticking around on her behalf only to get hurt. Locking her knees, she put a hand on Teddy's shoulder, and looked at the janitor then pointed at the main building, mostly because it was straight ahead. Hopefully one of them took the hint to just keep going. 

Loralei doubled over - hands resting on her knees to help keep her upright while she continued to gasp for breath. [color=a187be]"Right......be....hind.......you,"[/color] she managed, each syllable separated by at least two huge gasps. One word answers were easier - faster sometimes - to manage to say quickly. 

Okay, that was a lie. But she didn't want either of them getting attacked by those sick people because they were helping her. Or, worse, them luring the sick people into whatever kind of safe zone they might find because trying to control asthma was neigh impossible and loud.