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Who:Tyve, Kanan [OPEN to Celestial Being members]
When:Post-Mizore attack
Where:Celestial Being Headquarters
Rating:R to be safe.
Warnings:Good old fashioned blood, anguish, and injury...Oh, and cauterization.
Summary:Bringing Tyve home post-Mizore attack. As she reels from her shock, she makes a request to Kanan.
Tyve's eyes looked around at her surroundings. It seemed like it had been a blur, Annmarie finding her, healing her a bit, and leaving her to helping hands bringing her inside somewhere. Where was she now? While she was very much conscious, it was an understatement to say that the pilot was disoriented while in pain. It was better to say that she was in shock for the most part. Everything seemed to slide in and out of focus like when she had tried on her grandfather's glasses as a child. It was strange how the most random of thoughts could flutter in and out of one's head....
She could feel tendrils of unconsciousness try to drag her down to blessed blackness through the sharp spikes and dull throbbing of pain, but she refused to give in. Who knew what would happen as soon as she blacked out. She had already died once. And she didn't fancy the idea of doing so again so soon... True, Annmarie had taken care of some of her wounds, but some had been too severe.. Namely the one on her side. And all she could do was gasp and whimper slightly in pain for the first few moments as she clung to staying conscious.
"Wa..ter..." She managed to croak after a time, still in shock and unaware of her surroundings, dehydration already occurring from her wounds.
When:Post-Mizore attack
Where:Celestial Being Headquarters
Rating:R to be safe.
Warnings:Good old fashioned blood, anguish, and injury...Oh, and cauterization.
Summary:Bringing Tyve home post-Mizore attack. As she reels from her shock, she makes a request to Kanan.
Tyve's eyes looked around at her surroundings. It seemed like it had been a blur, Annmarie finding her, healing her a bit, and leaving her to helping hands bringing her inside somewhere. Where was she now? While she was very much conscious, it was an understatement to say that the pilot was disoriented while in pain. It was better to say that she was in shock for the most part. Everything seemed to slide in and out of focus like when she had tried on her grandfather's glasses as a child. It was strange how the most random of thoughts could flutter in and out of one's head....
She could feel tendrils of unconsciousness try to drag her down to blessed blackness through the sharp spikes and dull throbbing of pain, but she refused to give in. Who knew what would happen as soon as she blacked out. She had already died once. And she didn't fancy the idea of doing so again so soon... True, Annmarie had taken care of some of her wounds, but some had been too severe.. Namely the one on her side. And all she could do was gasp and whimper slightly in pain for the first few moments as she clung to staying conscious.
"Wa..ter..." She managed to croak after a time, still in shock and unaware of her surroundings, dehydration already occurring from her wounds.