Twenty-Three Coins [Video]
[The instant the camera comes on, something seems off. Wrong. The camera is smudged with dark, almost black blood, and the transmission was fully intentional.
Flandre is crumpled against a wall, eyes dull--most of her limbs limp, save for one hand, clenched around her abdomen...
...where dark blood is seeping out of a large and horrific wound, staining the fabric around it and bleeding quite profusely, despite her best attempts at stymieing the flow with her hand. All it seemed to do was make her hand all bloody.]
...Patch...ouli, C-cube...Reisen, Cirn...Cirno, someone...
[Her voice is raspy and agonizingly slow.]
...I can't...move...someone, some...one...help.
[Flandre takes another shuddering breath--and uses most of it in a soft keen of pain. The stain is growing.]
...please. I'm in...the hospital, on the...third...floor.
[The vampire's eyes take on a bit of an angry glint--and then she coughs, wetly. Her mouth is flecked with blood now too, and the light in her eyes dims.]
...medicine...my staff...it took them...P-pop--ple
[She coughs again.]
...can't move...
...hurts...
((OOC: Following THIS as-yet unfinished log, Flandre has been shivved and Popple got away with Laevateinn. Also, the city's medicine. ALSO, SHE'S BLEEDING.))
Flandre is crumpled against a wall, eyes dull--most of her limbs limp, save for one hand, clenched around her abdomen...
...where dark blood is seeping out of a large and horrific wound, staining the fabric around it and bleeding quite profusely, despite her best attempts at stymieing the flow with her hand. All it seemed to do was make her hand all bloody.]
...Patch...ouli, C-cube...Reisen, Cirn...Cirno, someone...
[Her voice is raspy and agonizingly slow.]
...I can't...move...someone, some...one...help.
[Flandre takes another shuddering breath--and uses most of it in a soft keen of pain. The stain is growing.]
...please. I'm in...the hospital, on the...third...floor.
[The vampire's eyes take on a bit of an angry glint--and then she coughs, wetly. Her mouth is flecked with blood now too, and the light in her eyes dims.]
...medicine...my staff...it took them...P-pop--ple
[She coughs again.]
...can't move...
...hurts...
((OOC: Following THIS as-yet unfinished log, Flandre has been shivved and Popple got away with Laevateinn. Also, the city's medicine. ALSO, SHE'S BLEEDING.))