Fiora (
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thisavrou_log2016-05-03 06:47 pm
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Who: Fiora (
meyneth) and Meh Yewll (
imaginary_wife)
When: Evening of April 30th
Where: Med Bay
What: Fiora got stabbed by Rinzler after trying to bring him to Alan by herself. She's at the Med Bay for the second time in less than a month for repairs.
Warnings: cyborg trauma; probably discussion of violence/what happened.
[It's late at night, close to midnight, when the sliding door to the Med Bay opens. In stumbles Fiora, barely able to stand, and there's a distinct sound of water sloshing loudly as she stomps to the nearest examination table and practically collapses onto it, one arm splayed over the edge so she can grab onto the frame and keep herself from sliding off.
The noisy entrance is over by the time the automatic door closes behind her. Now there's just the sound of dripping - not slow dripping, but rapid. Dripping like that from an overfilled gutter during a rainstorm.]
Doctor! [Fiora cries, one cheek pressed against the table, her gaze turned to the side.] A-Are you still here?!
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When: Evening of April 30th
Where: Med Bay
What: Fiora got stabbed by Rinzler after trying to bring him to Alan by herself. She's at the Med Bay for the second time in less than a month for repairs.
Warnings: cyborg trauma; probably discussion of violence/what happened.
[It's late at night, close to midnight, when the sliding door to the Med Bay opens. In stumbles Fiora, barely able to stand, and there's a distinct sound of water sloshing loudly as she stomps to the nearest examination table and practically collapses onto it, one arm splayed over the edge so she can grab onto the frame and keep herself from sliding off.
The noisy entrance is over by the time the automatic door closes behind her. Now there's just the sound of dripping - not slow dripping, but rapid. Dripping like that from an overfilled gutter during a rainstorm.]
Doctor! [Fiora cries, one cheek pressed against the table, her gaze turned to the side.] A-Are you still here?!