|The girl your Momma warned you about, Lourdes (notsoshy) wrote in athinblackline,|
@ 2009-07-11 00:15:00
|Entry tags:||evermore, violet|
When in doubt....
Who: Violet OT Anyone else in Medical
When: Evening, July 11
Where: Medical Ward
What: Violet wakes up and starts to drift back to sleep. Feel free to wake her up.
When Violet woke up, it was with a shock. One moment she had been dozing in her bed, the next, she'd had a ceiling dropped on her as the floor fell out from under her. Concrete landed on her, bruising flesh and breaking bones, a piece of metal went through her leg. She wasn't aware of being pulled out of the wreckage. So she woke up and immediately tried to sit up, the threads of panic snapping her into a sitting position where made her see black spots.
Her breathing hitched and she managed to bring one arm up to her chest, fingers questing over bruises. There were so many in medical that those who didn't appear as if they were going to immediately die had been shoved to the side to be seen to as soon as possible after those in more dangerous situations.
Violet wasn't going to die. There was a lot of pain, but that was it. Lying back, she tried to move her legs. Her right moved freely. The left didn't immediately answer, it just throbbed painfully.
"Fuck," she breathed out into the air. There was a taste of dried blood in her mouth, it was a nasty stain on her teeth. Her hair was rusty red in place, dried blood making her look almost like a peppermint stick. There was a bruise along her face, red slowly turning a darker purple now, so many hours later.
Turning her head was a slow process, her neck feeling so painfully stiff that she almost gave up halfway through, but she wanted to see what was going on. She was in medical. Something had happened. It seemed like every bed was full. What the hell had happened? Part of her wanted to sit up again, but her stomach and back muscles complained before she even tried. Nope, sitting up was totally out of the question.
Swallowing, she wanted to talk louder, ask questions, and demand answers. Except that required energy and Violet wanted to sleep more than she wanted to answers. Closing her eyes, she allowed herself to drift softly back into the realm of sleep.