the thundercloud rain hits the freeway
WHO: Tavros and Carrie
WHERE: Carrie's place
WHEN: today
WARNINGS: probably not!
SUMMARY: aftermath of vigilante shenanigans involving bullets!
FORMAT: quickkkk
[ She's running over the mental checklist for what feels like the twenty-third time in thirty seconds. The guys, back at the warehouse? Out cold, quickly clipped to whatever was convenient. Cops? Called. Evidence? Left out in the open. Tavros? Safely transported to the apartment. Jason? Probably out. Which was-- well, good. Really good. It's bad enough when she fails herself, when she fails the kid she's supposed to be looking after? In sight of him? Well, that would be pretty much entirely awful.
She's currently forcing Tavros to enjoy the couch, guiding him to it at just one step down from a shove. The adrenaline hasn't quite worn off yet, and she's doesn't exactly have the most gentle of bedside manners to begin with. Now, how stocked are the medical supplies? Her own leg had been treated at a clinic, so she hadn't had to dip into them for much...
Preoccupied as she is, she's not currently a very great conversationalist, all strained silence and tension. Sorry, Tavros. ]
WHERE: Carrie's place
WHEN: today
WARNINGS: probably not!
SUMMARY: aftermath of vigilante shenanigans involving bullets!
FORMAT: quickkkk
[ She's running over the mental checklist for what feels like the twenty-third time in thirty seconds. The guys, back at the warehouse? Out cold, quickly clipped to whatever was convenient. Cops? Called. Evidence? Left out in the open. Tavros? Safely transported to the apartment. Jason? Probably out. Which was-- well, good. Really good. It's bad enough when she fails herself, when she fails the kid she's supposed to be looking after? In sight of him? Well, that would be pretty much entirely awful.
She's currently forcing Tavros to enjoy the couch, guiding him to it at just one step down from a shove. The adrenaline hasn't quite worn off yet, and she's doesn't exactly have the most gentle of bedside manners to begin with. Now, how stocked are the medical supplies? Her own leg had been treated at a clinic, so she hadn't had to dip into them for much...
Preoccupied as she is, she's not currently a very great conversationalist, all strained silence and tension. Sorry, Tavros. ]