[Rosekitten]

He couldn't just give up, even if he started to lose his vision a little from struggling from before causing the plant to inject more of it's toxin into him. He needed to fight, this was just a damned bad dream. In a few hours he'd wake up laugh at what the hell he had done the night before or taken and be about his business. Or rather thats what he wanted to believe so badly. Everything felt so real, the pain the fact that he was going into flight or fight mode in his mind. This wasn't a dream and he knew it... even if he wanted to kid himself otherwise.

Though his thoughts about the plant winning this battle and that all those bad comics that you read online were about to be proven real came to a halt as he felt the plant weaken after a screeching noise. He didn't get to question what was going on before he was dropped to the ground as the vines seemed to wither, not that he noticed that. Hell even on the ground he couldn't do anything but cringe a little. His body was hardly taking well to whatever it was given by that plant.

Why did he get up this morning? That phone call sure, but why?! He knew something was up with it but now here he was pretty much naked in the middle of the damned forest! A plant nearly killed him and he couldn't move even after the threat had released him. Though he started to think or force himself to think why was he released when the beast had the upper hand... That thought alone told him something else was here. He needed to right himself at least a little, even if he was already beaten he wasn't about to lay down and let something else eat him...

He kept trying to force his eyes to focus, anything would do at this point. Blurred vision wasn't a good sign and he knew it, probably due to the high fever he felt like he had all across his body. Everything felt like it hurt, he didn't want to think of the number of small cuts he got from a mere plant. Though his fear that the next thing he saw would be worse then a plant seemed to turn true as he made out what seemed to be a human shape... but not? Was that a tail. Ok it was official they had given him some date rape drug and he was losing it slowly.

The staff alone made him flinch, not being able to move and he was about to be killed by a native of the area now? Could he get a break? Just a few damned hours. When the other seemed to grow closer and then knelt next to him before half pulling him into his lap he wasn't sure what to even expect. Of course he tried to fight, he had no idea what was going on where he was or what the hell whoever had done to him. There were about a million questions in his mind, though he couldn't force himself to ask any of them at the moment.

What did he say? Wait he understood that mostly.. he knew it wasn't in english so why could he. He needed to start questioning things it was more then apparent something was going on here and he had no idea what. His body wanted to give way even with the forcefulness this male was using on him. Why did his mind tell him he was enjoying this!? Being man handled and nearly eaten and his mind was thinking this was a good thing? What drug did they give him, or what did they do to him?

The next action from the male who was trying to help him, not that his mind could process anything at the present time, caused his stomach to nearly lurch. The plant caused increase in senses yes, but he nearly had caused it to over dose him with the very venom seeing how much he struggled. When the other was done and seemed to take a bit of a step back he knew he had to take his chance and get the hell away from this area.

Going where was the second thought, let alone his body wasn't letting him move at all. His breathing was still trying to get itself under control as he lay there. He still felt like he was going to die, he had been through a lot in his life but this.. this wasn't even something he could begin to explain. He had noticed whatever the other had spit out and that he had killed it but he couldn't get anything to do as he wanted. A thank you would be reasonable.. if this being could understand him, he would assume that whatever it was he had done was helpful. Though by this point his vision was failing him again, he kept swearing there was a tail and this person had long ears. Yeah forget it he wasn't going to question none of it.