(no subject)
[ OOM: Doom is predicted and prescribed.]
The door slams open and Kira walks in, dragging her cloak off and once that's off, one can see her entire side is covered in blood. A faint whirring sound comes from the vibroblade stuck in her side. She grits her teeth...flicks the setting to off...and yanks it out with another spurt of blood.
"Kriff." The word is gasped out, and she stumbles slightly, her hands slick in the blood. At least this time she hasn't spent half the time bleeding out on the ground of a derelict planet. She manages to grab her cloak and press it against her side as she staunches the blood, brow furrowed as she tries to get her mind off the pain...just long enough to heal herself.
She should really stop wandering cities by herself. Especially when there are things that want to eat her soul!
The door slams open and Kira walks in, dragging her cloak off and once that's off, one can see her entire side is covered in blood. A faint whirring sound comes from the vibroblade stuck in her side. She grits her teeth...flicks the setting to off...and yanks it out with another spurt of blood.
"Kriff." The word is gasped out, and she stumbles slightly, her hands slick in the blood. At least this time she hasn't spent half the time bleeding out on the ground of a derelict planet. She manages to grab her cloak and press it against her side as she staunches the blood, brow furrowed as she tries to get her mind off the pain...just long enough to heal herself.
She should really stop wandering cities by herself. Especially when there are things that want to eat her soul!