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