ignorance is bliss [open]
Characters: Lucy/Selphie (xsmithereensx) and OPEN
Date/Time: Starting Mid-Afternoon October 28
Location: Private Room on Medic Island (someone was nice?)
Rating: TBD
Summary: Lucy's been asleep for the past day and a half and open for visitors at the discretion of the nurses or whoever is on shift and charged with her care on their rounds.
Notes: Feel free to come visit her if you want but she won't be talking just yet. The nurses may not allow characters to stay for very long and please, please don't remind her of anything that happened.
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Warm. Safe.
A gentle breeze was blowing into the quiet room as Lucy's body seemed ready to let its owner return to the world of the living. Exhaustion kept her from moving in the bed as her eyes drifted open. She lacked the energy to keep her eyes to stay open as they settled into a half-closed stance that gave her the appearance of someone who had just been through hell and come back a different person. That feeling more or less summarized the events of yesterday as she laid there quietly, vision finally focusing to greet her with a familiar place. White everywhere, slight antiseptic smell and the IV snaking out of her hand made it clear.
She was on Medic Island, securely tucked into a bed. The intravenous dripped by her head as she sluggishly twisted her head left and right, looking for someone who could give her an answer to the question that shone in her eyes.
What happened?
Thankfully, her mind was foggy enough to leave her mind blank of what had happened over the past couple days. Hopefully those who came to visit the poor girl would leave her mind in that state until she was ready to talk.
Date/Time: Starting Mid-Afternoon October 28
Location: Private Room on Medic Island (someone was nice?)
Rating: TBD
Summary: Lucy's been asleep for the past day and a half and open for visitors at the discretion of the nurses or whoever is on shift and charged with her care on their rounds.
Notes: Feel free to come visit her if you want but she won't be talking just yet. The nurses may not allow characters to stay for very long and please, please don't remind her of anything that happened.
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Warm. Safe.
A gentle breeze was blowing into the quiet room as Lucy's body seemed ready to let its owner return to the world of the living. Exhaustion kept her from moving in the bed as her eyes drifted open. She lacked the energy to keep her eyes to stay open as they settled into a half-closed stance that gave her the appearance of someone who had just been through hell and come back a different person. That feeling more or less summarized the events of yesterday as she laid there quietly, vision finally focusing to greet her with a familiar place. White everywhere, slight antiseptic smell and the IV snaking out of her hand made it clear.
She was on Medic Island, securely tucked into a bed. The intravenous dripped by her head as she sluggishly twisted her head left and right, looking for someone who could give her an answer to the question that shone in her eyes.
What happened?
Thankfully, her mind was foggy enough to leave her mind blank of what had happened over the past couple days. Hopefully those who came to visit the poor girl would leave her mind in that state until she was ready to talk.