Gaia is the domina of the House of Lust (allidesire) wrote in wariscoming, @ 2012-10-22 20:06:00 |
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Entry tags: | evil queen/regina mills, gaia, galen marek |
Who: Gaia and open to Galen and Regina
What: Yet again karma bites Gaia in the ass. Maybe she'll learn something? Or maybe not?
When: This evening Because I kept forgetting to do this. Oops?
Where: Her home
Warnings: Drug withdrawal symptoms, language
Yet again, Gaia had known she was getting to the end of the opium that Livia had given her, but she still didn't have the necessary connections to get what she needed. At least this time when the symptoms started, it was only the ones from opium withdrawal and not cocaine withdrawal on top of it. The Roman hadn't slept in at least two days, though not for lack of trying. She might have gained an hour here, a half hour there, but the insomnia symptom of withdrawal was incredibly strong this time. Added onto that was the anxiety and agitation, both of which were increasing as time went on. Not wanting to worry Galen or Regina, Gaia had kept to her room for the most part, though made appearances every so often when she felt she could control herself enough to appear fine.
Though she was fairly certain Galen could sense she was anything but fine given his Force abilities, but she was still keeping up appearances. She wasn't having any debilitating symptoms, so she hoped that would at least keep him from prying too much. The runny nose had started a few hours earlier, much to Gaia's agitation. She laid on her bed, praying to whichever god was listening to move time faster or to grant her another dose of opium to help put an end to what she was feeling currently. She hadn't noticed that she'd started sweating until she felt the sudden need to vomit. Jumping from her bed, Gaia rushed to her bathroom, managing to make it to the toilet before she threw up. The Roman woman threw up several times before she finally collapsed back onto the floor, her back pressing against the wall opposite the toilet. Leaning her head back, Gaia closed her eyes and tried to take some deep breaths to calm herself down. The normally well put-together Roman looked to be a sorry sight right now. Her long, naturally dark hair could stand being brushed as it was a slight mess currently. There was a layer of sweat covering her body and she looked decidedly ill. Though this illness was no cold or flu. This was something worse.
"Jupiter's fucking cock," she muttered in her native tongue and sighed heavily as she felt another wave of nausea building within her. "Oh fuck me," she groaned again in Latin. Really, she hated being like this, but she didn't exactly have an easy option for getting any opium in her hands.