Hestia Jones (joneshestia) wrote in darkmark_rising, @ 2010-02-02 12:46:00 |
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Entry tags: | hestia jones, ryland potter |
Who: Hestia and Ryland
Where: The infirmary
When: This morning
What: A superquick glimpse at what's going on between them in the hospital wing.
Rating: Hestia will probably not be bothered to censor her mouth.
Her vision slowly came into focus as Hestia drifted from her potion-induced sleep and began to gradually collect her surroundings. As the realization suddenly struck her, she darted to sit up, pushing the blankets as far from her as possible (as she had each time, the feel of the fabric reminding her of her nightmare). Her almost hysterical weeping had calmed significantly this time (likely due to the fact that she’d been crying so much and lacked tears), but she drew her knees to her chest tightly and fought to catch her breath. This instance was a great deal less severe than the last had been, mostly comprised of her sitting very still as she tried to calm her breathing and her heart rate while blocking out mental images of the creatures that had driven her to this state. Her lip was sore from her nervous biting of it, the bleeding resuming as she did so once more. She rested her head on her knees, staring forward as she fought off the urge to scream.