24 February

Feb 26, 2010 13:17

[clatter as the D-Comm hits the floor and turns on]

Unngh ...

[quick, hitching breathing and the sound of someone shifting in bed]

... Master?

[more rustling; the breathing quickens; it's almost gasping, really. Someone whimpers.]

M- Master?! WAKE UP!

Hnng--

[a choked gasp and the sound of bed-springs moving as someone shoots upright, and then ragged breathing]

... Master?

[a moment of near-silence, except for the uneven breathing]

... It's ... it's still there, Master ...

[very, very shaken] I ... I know ...

yay ptsd, lance isn't handling things well

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