Jul 09, 2009 20:12
PAPA--!
N- haa, ah-
Fucking Exorcists-
M- My--?!
What did you do to my hand? It's too-
[ A very loud gasp when she tries to flex her fingers; it hurts like hell, and she sounds a bit sick when she speaks again- shaky, almost tearful, but a whole lot of dark rage. ]
I should have taken y- your eyes out when I had the chance- I hope you bleed out, you b- you bastard-
[ Sharp breathing, several moments of failed attempts to force the injury to heal itself. ]
My head feels sick, he-- he did something to m- my head-
Innocence? It has to be, or it wouldn't, it wouldn't-- I can't make my legs work, I can't feel them all the way-- they're odd, sort of funny f- feeling-
{{ ooc; The sedative is wearing off, but she's still rather fuzzy/drugged and having some anxiety from the nightmares she just woke up from. ♥ }}
† rhode kamelot