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paixaorpg2006-10-31 06:51 pm
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Everything Is NOT Okay [Completed]
Character(s): Tris Chandler
Content: Hokai, Tris just got her ass beat by Larxene. ...So far, she's just sort of laying there. Yeah. D:
Setting: Niflheim! Still.
Time: Later at night.
Warnings: ...Blood. Unhappy Tris.
I don't want to die like this. After the initial panic of Larxene's approach had inspired, Tris had just lain there, trying to catch her wits and gather whatever physical strength she could muster to move. Unfortunately, Tris felt a bit like a noodle and had just about as much power to move. She knit her eyebrows, scowling as something else went wrong in her little world.
Sandry was trying to push her away. Understandable but nonetheless frustrating. Tris held onto the connection with all the strength she could muster. Don’t leave me here like this, Sandry. …Where… where are you, anyway? If Sandry were close by, maybe she could help, or get help.
Of course, if Sandry were nearby, it might attract the Evil Blonde Cockroach again. Tris closed her eyes, clutching at the… thing she had been given. She muttered, breathing heavily as she offered a few choice comments about her situation. This… did not look good.
Content: Hokai, Tris just got her ass beat by Larxene. ...So far, she's just sort of laying there. Yeah. D:
Setting: Niflheim! Still.
Time: Later at night.
Warnings: ...Blood. Unhappy Tris.
I don't want to die like this. After the initial panic of Larxene's approach had inspired, Tris had just lain there, trying to catch her wits and gather whatever physical strength she could muster to move. Unfortunately, Tris felt a bit like a noodle and had just about as much power to move. She knit her eyebrows, scowling as something else went wrong in her little world.
Sandry was trying to push her away. Understandable but nonetheless frustrating. Tris held onto the connection with all the strength she could muster. Don’t leave me here like this, Sandry. …Where… where are you, anyway? If Sandry were close by, maybe she could help, or get help.
Of course, if Sandry were nearby, it might attract the Evil Blonde Cockroach again. Tris closed her eyes, clutching at the… thing she had been given. She muttered, breathing heavily as she offered a few choice comments about her situation. This… did not look good.