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❝relax on this bed of nails, on this plastic sheet; your blood leaves a trail right back to me.❞

Sep 17, 2009 02:13

WHO: Miranda Lotto [oldclock] and open to her housemates!
WHAT: Miranda's first nightmare via the event.
WHERE: The living room of Miranda's house.
WHEN: After this post.

( ❝ a problem, you see? ❞ )

!quicklog, miranda lotto, Ω ogasawara sachiko, Ω trunks briefs, Ω lenalee lee

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mirainoken September 17 2009, 06:58:27 UTC

[Miranda's message on the journal had scared him. She was panicking. She was afraid. And that spilled over in her voice, making him panic.

At least that made him fast. He'd crossed the distance between the dojo and Miranda's house within moments. He gripped the doorknob nearly hard enough to deform it, barely remembered to actually turn it before pushing.]

Miranda??

oldclock September 17 2009, 07:04:03 UTC

[She immediately looked up when she heard Sachiko's voice, and saw her standing at the door. Tears streaming down Miranda's face, holding back a choked sob.]

S-Sachiko.. Sachiko...

[Scared beyond all hell. This must have meant a Noah was on the island -- Road seemed like the most likely candidate, messing with her head. But her mind was running a thousand miles a second, she could hardly think straight so it didn't quite yet click properly. But she knew enough to be afraid.

Then Trunks' voice, and she whipped her head around to look at the living room doorway, taking a deep breath. A sob escaped her before she shrieked;]

T-Trunks!

mirainoken September 17 2009, 07:23:53 UTC

[You're just lucky he remembered you have a door, Sachiko...

Oh yes, he could do it. Trunks nods, face largely impassive--he can deal with just what's going on later, right now he just needs to act on it.]

Miranda, I'm sorry, I'll get them as quickly as I can. I need you to relax, okay?

[He kneels in front of her, trying to will his enforced calm over to her--it'll only hurt if she tenses, not that it won't hurt any way this goes.

And then he reaches out with both hands, wrapping his fingers around the spikes through Miranda's palms, and pulls with deceptively little effort. The spikes come away, they're not exactly any match for his strength.]

oldclock September 17 2009, 07:39:40 UTC

[At the very least, Sachiko's hand on her back is a little comforting. Proof that someone was there, that this wasn't just another nightmare that was going to turn into something bizarre.

She had no idea how Trunks was staying so calm. This wasn't exactly something normal. Miranda tried to take deep breaths, to relax like she'd been told.

...And then he ripped the nails out, and a loud shriek of pain escaped her. Her hands fell from the side of the clock, though now that the spikes were gone, they were bleeding even more. Dizzy, she slumped back down with heavy sobs.]

T-Thank you... Thank you, Trunks, Sachiko...

[She looked down at her hands, her shoulders shaking.]

I don't know.. Don't know why this is happening... Again.

mirainoken September 17 2009, 08:08:40 UTC

[Trunks winces at the scream, but is still otherwise decidedly Not Reacting. He has to be sure she's going to be alright first. He can't let himself freak out until he knows she's going to be alright.

Sachiko's gone just long enough for him to get antsy, when she comes back with towels he quickly wraps them around Miranda's hands and starts applying pressure, trying to remember if there's any major veins or arteries in the area of the hand she's been stabbed through. It's not gushing as badly as it probably could. That might be a good sign.

Stopping the blood is first priority, then it can be bandaged.]

I'm sorry, Miranda. Kami, I'm so sorry.