Jolta was the first to receive the medicine. He swallowed it automatically, not being aware enough to know better. His throat only knew something was blocking it from breathing, and swallowing took care of said issue.<br/><br/>Athren, on the other hand, needed help to swallow what she'd put in his mouth.<br/>Her hand rubbing along his throat eventually got the foul tasting concoction in to his stomach...then a few moments later both of them started to wake up...their bodies were feeling awkward, tingly.<br/><br/>Jolt tried to push himself up but his muscles weren't listening to his thoughts...they felt like jelly and just refused to hold any weight.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Wh-what the hell...?? </span><br/><br/>Athren, by now, was having the same issue. His eye were wide with confusion as he tried to get his body to work aswell, but with no such luck.<br/><br/>Jolt's eyes found the young girl's form after a moment and a quiet growl came from his chest.<br/>She'd done something to where they couldn't move anymore...damnit all! He'd been so careful but now let his guard slip!