doom oom #3
She coughs awake as she lies in a hospital bed, every movement making her stomach ache. With a groan, her head falls to the side.
A medical droid hovers around her, before intoning that it's going to remove excess bacta while she rests and they recycle through the bacta she's used. A tube goes down her nose, down her ears, down her throat and leaves her gagging and feeling disgusting. She shakes slightly, and she feels so weak.
Head still lulling to the side, hair limp and dark circles under eyes, she places a hand just above the wrapped wound under her new shift.
The medical droid leaves her alone, buzzing that it's visiting hours, so she may get some.
A medical droid hovers around her, before intoning that it's going to remove excess bacta while she rests and they recycle through the bacta she's used. A tube goes down her nose, down her ears, down her throat and leaves her gagging and feeling disgusting. She shakes slightly, and she feels so weak.
Head still lulling to the side, hair limp and dark circles under eyes, she places a hand just above the wrapped wound under her new shift.
The medical droid leaves her alone, buzzing that it's visiting hours, so she may get some.