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halfbrokenwings) wrote2011-06-12 09:38 pm
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005 [Open- backdated to a day after the tower exploration]
The first sensation she registered was a growing burning sensation in the middle of her back. It was uncomfortable and quite quickly growing unbearable. Eyes opened and she scrambled to a sitting position. She did not know why she was in the room, or even who she was, but she knew that something was wrong with her wings. Instincts made her unfurl them to ease the hurt, like an eagle spreading his in a stretch before a flight.
What came unexpected was the sudden explosion of pain from her left shoulder. There was the sound of bone grinding on bone and a scream tore it's way from her throat. Between one second and the next she very briefly lost consciousness and ended up on her side. Her wings were bound in some contraption and something was wrong with at least one of them. She didn't know why. Tears of pain clouded her vision and she clawed at the buckles of the bloodstained harness that bound her body and wings. The bone in her shoulder resettled at an unnatural angle and caused more pain-filled whimpers.
Frantically she yanked at the straps around her body, crying out occasionally. She fought like a wild animal that was caught in a trap- against a contraption she didn't understand but with the driving force to be gone and away from the thing that was causing her so much pain.
[[ ooc: She died ...if so inclined you'll hear a scream throughout the barracks and possibly right outside of her window. ]]
What came unexpected was the sudden explosion of pain from her left shoulder. There was the sound of bone grinding on bone and a scream tore it's way from her throat. Between one second and the next she very briefly lost consciousness and ended up on her side. Her wings were bound in some contraption and something was wrong with at least one of them. She didn't know why. Tears of pain clouded her vision and she clawed at the buckles of the bloodstained harness that bound her body and wings. The bone in her shoulder resettled at an unnatural angle and caused more pain-filled whimpers.
Frantically she yanked at the straps around her body, crying out occasionally. She fought like a wild animal that was caught in a trap- against a contraption she didn't understand but with the driving force to be gone and away from the thing that was causing her so much pain.
[[ ooc: She died ...if so inclined you'll hear a scream throughout the barracks and possibly right outside of her window. ]]
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He has a little trouble sitting back up after she backs off. God, he was fading fast, wasn't he? He should go back to his room to rest, or at least out of her's.
Sollux looks up, towards the door.
"But I really will help you. Or try. Its the least I can do for what I've done.
"I should..." he can't stop the yawn this time "...I need to get some sleep, though. I've been so fucking tired...they fucked me up when I got here, now I get so tired when I try to do anything."
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She makes a gesture at what they were sitting on and what she woke up in. There's extra pillows even, they look hand made and perhaps a bit lumpy.
"And Sollux? You have helped me. Thank you!"
She really didn't want to think about that harness contraption torture device any more than she had to.
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He smiles up at her, though. "I'm not sure how much I really helped, but you're welcome."
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She smiles and points again at the bed.
"Sleep?"
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"Uh...sleep. Yeah...yeah, sleep sounds good. Your bed is really comfortable. I didn't realize how comfortable these things were."
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"Please, sleep. I'm not using it and right now I am not tired. You need it. I can, uh, look at things and see if I remember more!"
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He lays down, half curling up on the bed and dropping the glasses. "I'll just lay down for a couple seconds and...and then I guess I can go back to my room......thanks."
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"Alright, I will." She watches over him as he starts fading out to sleep fast.
"You're welcome, Sollux," comes the soft response.
She'll watch him sleep for awhile. Curiosity will drive her to wonder about about him. She wants to remember.