Stubborn as Always [Active/Closed]
Characters: Croix and Prier
Content: Croix comes to get Prier who's foot is strained from the twin stomping through the city.
Location: Cafe not too far from the BPH
Time of day: Also kind of backlogged now to uh... the stomping. >.>;
Warnings: There's always a risk of violence with Prier around.
Prier had just been heading out to go get some supplies when the monsters had come stomping through the city. Two. How were there TWO now?! That wasn't fair!
She'd narrowly escaped the falling buildings, but narrowly was the keyword there. She was sure she would have quite a few good bruises, and she definitely looked a bit roughed up. The worst off had been her twisted ankle. Prier was pretty sure it wasn't broken, but it sure did hurt. She'd figured it was probably sprained.
Not that a sprained ankle would stop her from trying to get home herself. Halfway there it was throbbing painfully and she'd taken a rest at a cafe that handily had a computer. She'd half thought of asking for help, but she just couldn't. This was embarrasing enough for her. She didn't often get hurt. Where was that brother of her's when she needed him?
Was Croix worried about her? Maybe. She hadn't been able to convince him she was fine and he was on her way to find her. At least she could just sit here and relax. Sort of. It would be better if her foot would just stop hurting. Her boot felt really tight now... ugh, it was probably swollen. Great.
Content: Croix comes to get Prier who's foot is strained from the twin stomping through the city.
Location: Cafe not too far from the BPH
Time of day: Also kind of backlogged now to uh... the stomping. >.>;
Warnings: There's always a risk of violence with Prier around.
Prier had just been heading out to go get some supplies when the monsters had come stomping through the city. Two. How were there TWO now?! That wasn't fair!
She'd narrowly escaped the falling buildings, but narrowly was the keyword there. She was sure she would have quite a few good bruises, and she definitely looked a bit roughed up. The worst off had been her twisted ankle. Prier was pretty sure it wasn't broken, but it sure did hurt. She'd figured it was probably sprained.
Not that a sprained ankle would stop her from trying to get home herself. Halfway there it was throbbing painfully and she'd taken a rest at a cafe that handily had a computer. She'd half thought of asking for help, but she just couldn't. This was embarrasing enough for her. She didn't often get hurt. Where was that brother of her's when she needed him?
Was Croix worried about her? Maybe. She hadn't been able to convince him she was fine and he was on her way to find her. At least she could just sit here and relax. Sort of. It would be better if her foot would just stop hurting. Her boot felt really tight now... ugh, it was probably swollen. Great.