Dec 30, 2003 18:43
I woke up in a cold sweat.
I felt something warm under my fingernails...
Blood. Skin, blood. Both.
(Oh God. Am I going insane?)
So yes, strong and sensible Quistis stayed up crying for most of the night.
Looking at the new scars on her arms. Yeah. Fun. Matron had to get me some sort of nasty-tasting stuff so they'd heal without much scarring.
Maybe I shouldn't be doing this...
-Quistis