Who: Elli Dashing and anyone coming to her aid. What: Someone was washed to shore by this world. When: October 29th Where: Northern coast of Virginia Rating: PG-13 for trauma and injury Status: In progress
It had been perfectly fine up until swimming, a great birthday, a sweet sixteen where she felt great. She had gotten adjusted to a medicine regime that worked. Everything was going great until she was bumped getting in, hit her head, and had started to drown. She black out and when she came to, she founded herself on the beach with her head hurting and cold. It was terribly cold.
Her phone looked weird, but somehow she had it and it worked. All she wanted was her mother, she didn't care. She needed her. Her mother was safety... she didn't moved much other than curl into a little ball, keeping her wings around her to protect her from any of the elements. There were people coming for her. She should be okay... But right now she was far from okay. She should be taking the next dose, should be taking them. Needed to take them.