Quenten Delacreaux (theblindmage) wrote in emillion, @ 2013-05-02 17:36:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, !thread, darius delacreaux, quenten delacreaux |
Who: Darius and Quenten
What: Quen is injured and Darius is probably not happy.
Where: The clinic near the docks
When: Several hours after the attack
Rating: PG-13 for F-bombs
Status: Complete~
Quen didn't know how long she'd been asleep. She couldn't remember anything after casting Fire that last time, and the pain. Still, when she woke up, she knew exactly where she was. She knew too well the sterile smell of a clinic, and the slightly scratchy feeling of the utilitarian, ironed sheets that stretched across the bed.
She ached all over, and her head pounded, but she sent a silent prayer to Faram that she was alive. How devastated Darius and Mama would have been if she'd died! And yet—Quen knew that if Darius had heard, he would be there. Perhaps he was there already. And since—fortunately!—she hadn't died, he would definitely not be happy.
She didn't feel ready to face him, or the world, but mostly him. She would have loved being able to roll over and bury her face in the pillow, but even the most subtle movements jarred. She settled for carefully raising the sheet to cover her face.