Eggsy (nothing_to_lose) wrote in spinningcompass, @ 2015-05-30 23:55:00 |
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Entry tags: | !open, !plot, eggsy, lisa cuddy |
Who: Eggsy, Dr. Cuddy
Where: Somewhere medical
When: Saturday
What: Eggsy wakes up from being dead
Status: WIP
The first thing he was aware of was the faint beeping somewhere nearby.
...footsteps?
and... the scratch of a pen, writing something? It was close too. A woman's voice spoke quietly, but he couldn't think enough to follow the words.
And then there were fingers on his face and on his chest, pressing firmly at things, and oh, fucking hell, now that he felt that, he felt all kinds of things. Pain, mostly, although it seemed muffled. He tried to say something but oh, gross, tube in his throat, what the fuck?
He tried to lift his arm to catch whoever's hand that was, but the pain, holy fucking christ, he had not signed up for railway spikes being hammered into his body, not at all! The woman seemed to pick up on his distress, though, and a few seconds later, he felt something cool flowing through his veins and he drifted off once more.
The next time he could think clearly, he managed to blink his eyes open but he couldn't focus no matter what. The tube was still there, he could feel it, just like the pain that was muffled once more, but at least now he was sort of awake? Now he just had to work out where he was, what had happened, and what was wrong with him. To start with.